Chapter 286
“When I was at the Bayatten mansion… there were times my memories were fragmented.”
Just hearing the words “Bayatten mansion” made Macy shudder.
“That’s why I usually don’t want to dig up those memories.”
Rubens resolved that today would be the last time—he would confess everything.
“It was the day we first had s*x in the basement. From that day on, my memory was spotty for about a month. That’s why I forgot I wasn’t taking birth control pills. And that’s why you ended up with an unwanted pregnancy.”
“Adrian is a gift from God to me! A treasure, the reason I live…”
“But back then, you clearly didn’t want it. Because I forced myself on you and that child was born.”
Rubens vividly remembered the night Macy left. The way her face paled at the thought of carrying his child.
She saw their child as a curse, a consequence of Rubens’s actions. His beastly lust and the words that wounded even her soul were all his fault.
“I was afraid I’d lose control if I touched you again. If that happened, there wouldn’t be another chance. You’d despise me, hate me, and never want to see me again. I didn’t want to risk that.”
Eren’s hand trembled lightly as he held Macy’s. She never imagined he harbored these thoughts all along. Or that he was in that state at the Bayatten mansion.
She recalled how he once asked if he seemed normal, maybe that’s why he said those things.
Perhaps his harsh behavior wasn’t all intentional.
Still, that didn’t excuse his actions back then.
Accepting him didn’t mean she accepted all his wrongs—it was simply because she pitied his unhappy life and loved him.
“You’ve changed a lot, Eren. Those things won’t happen again. I’m not just trying to comfort you—I truly feel you’ve changed for the better.”
“That’s just something I made up…”
“What matters is that you’re in control, right?”
He no longer tried to cage Macy within the cabin. Whatever she wanted to do, he supported her.
Whenever he saw her show signs of discomfort, he stopped immediately and gave gentle kisses instead. Standing before him, Macy felt truly cherished.
That’s why it took her so long to even imagine that he might have lost feelings for her.
“So, Eren, are you going to keep me all to yourself forever?”
“Keep you all to myself? It’s not that I don’t want to—it’s just…”
“Thinking back on that memory is still hard, but I’m no longer afraid or scared of you. If I were, how could I hold you every night and fall asleep? And these days, I don’t even have nightmares anymore.”
“…”
“If you lose your mind, I’ll bite you awake.”
“Well, I think that would backfire.”
Macy’s tone was resolute, and Eren chuckled softly. Seeing his smile, her serious expression softened a bit.
Then a good idea struck her.
“If you can’t trust yourself, then trust me.”
Macy reached for Eren’s shirt buttons, unfastening them one by one and spreading the fabric apart.
His sculpted muscles were fully revealed—his skin pale and smooth, his body exuding a sensual presence even in stillness.
“So Eren don’t do anything. I can handle it myself.”
“Really?”
A mischievous smile played at Eren’s lips. He seemed reluctant to trust Macy.
He often treated her like a child, though she was a mother and had endured more than enough hardships at her age to be far from naive.
Still, it had been a long time, and she was nervous too.
Swallowing hard, Macy slid her hand down Eren’s waistband. She loosened his belt and slipped her hand inside his underwear.
“Haa…”
A lazy breath escaped his clenched teeth. His semi-e***t length grew instantly at her touch.
Just as she thought to take off his pants, he caught her wrist.
“Leave it like that. This is good.”
“…Okay.”
Eren’s low voice ordering her like that was rare.
If this had happened back at the Bayatten mansion, she might have felt disgusted. But now, it only sounded sexy—she trusted he wouldn’t mistreat her.
Macy moved slowly, rolling the soft glans under her thumb and gently stroking the shaft up and down.
His member was still long and thick.
Too big to hold with one hand, she squeezed with her thumb and forefinger, tapping it lightly. Soon, pre-c*m formed and dripped down the shaft.
Her palm was wet with the slick fluid, rubbing the gap beneath the glans in circles. He gasped noticeably.
His eyes locked onto Macy’s, filled with passion. Macy couldn’t take her eyes off his clenched face, as if holding back something..
The look of restraint on the man was intoxicating. Heat spread from her throat through her body.
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