Chapter 1165

Chapter 1165

When Corentin got closer, she felt that there was nothing that could stop him.

It was just like it was impossible for someone not to eat the meat on his plate.

“Are you drunk already?” Corentin supported his head with one hand and looked at her.

“It's only one sip,” Ashlynn said.

“Then let's sleep.” Corentin placed his hand down and was about to go to sleep.

The two were lying very close to each other, especially when Corentin's breathing all landed on her

hair and face.

However, he fell silent after saying that.

Ashlynn did not dare to move at all, she waited for a long time, and figured that Corentin was

asleep, then looked up at him.

His eyes were closed, but his posture was still the same. He had not moved an inch.

Could she rest tonight? She guessed so.

“What should we do?” Corentin asked with his eyes closed.

“Nothing, sleep.” Ashlynn immediately closed her eyes and never moved again.

She was afraid that Corentin would change his mind and wanted to do something to her instead.

Corentin finally opened his eyes slowly when he heard Ashlynn’s even breathing sound.

His amber eyes flashed with hints of green, like a wolf's.

Ashlynn woke up the next morning, but Corentin was not next to her anymore. She did not know

when he got up.

Ashlynn went to wash herself up. She felt alright at first when she was brushing her teeth, but she

felt nauseated toward the end.

She spat out the toothpaste in her mouth and gurgled.

What was wrong?

Could it be chronic laryngitis? It shared the same symptom.

She had never considered the possibility of her being pregnant because she was always on

contraception. It was impossible for her to be pregnant.

She went downstairs to the dining room. Corentin was sitting on the couch and watching TV. The TV

was playing the news in French.

Ashlynn was already used to it.

She used to think that Corentin was only acting by watching the news in French.

However, one day, she was shocked when she saw Corentin speaking to some foreign officers in

fluent French and German.

She was shocked that he put in so much effort to become Corentin.

His acting was flawless. Who would suspect that he was not Corentin but Salvatore, who grew up in

the slum?

Corentin saw her up, rose, and walked to the dining table. The butler and servants immediately

served breakfast on the table.

“Did you have a good sleep?”

Ashlynn could read his underlying meaning. “Yes, pretty good. It would be even better if it was like

this every day.”

Corentin snorted. “The audacity.”

Ashlynn pursed her lips and ate her food. She did not say a word more.

She had half her porridge when she felt her stomach rumbling. She felt like barfing but immediately

covered her mouth.

"What's wrong? Are you unwell?” Corentin stopped eating and looked at her.

“No, I am too full. I don't want to eat anymore,” Ashlynn said

“Finish the milk.” Corentin placed the milk in front of her.

Ashlynn looked at the milk and had no appetite at all.

The feeling in her stomach was still there.

“Drink less next time.” Corentin looked at her.

Ashlynn took the glass over. The milk smelled extra strong today. She held her feelings in but

gulped the milk down

“Uhm!” She felt a wave of stronger nausea. Before she could place the glass down, she flipped it

over and dashed to the toilet, vomiting everything out. “Ugh...”

Everything that she ate in the morning was expelled. She panted.

Corentin’s hand rubbed her back. “I will bring you to the hospital.”

“No, I will be fine after vomiting it out. I think I caught a cold. You know, I will always vomit when I

catch a cold. I will go to the office first, Ashlynn said.

Then, she went to the hallway to get her bag.

Corentin stood in the toilet and looked at the toilet bowl. His eyes were full of suspicion.