Chapter 1241

Chapter 1241

Corentin was to be her primary concern now, as the child in Ashlynn’s womb would inevitably

perish.

She was the eldest daughter of the Hilton family, the most delicate lady in Athetin, and the future

head of the Hilton family. Who would dare to seduce her husband?

A mere maid, hailing from a slum, should return to where she belonged!

The Bintley stopped at the mansion, and Meredith entered the hall, taking Corentin’s hand.

Once inside, Meredith turned around and threw herself into Corentin’s arms, embracing his strong

waist with both hands, and breathed in Corentin’s ear. “You won't drive me away tonight, will you?”

This statement was clearly intended to convey her desire to engage in a physical relationship with

Corentin.

The atmosphere seemed off at first glance, and all the other supervisors and servants had seemingly

disappeared into thin air.

Corentin did not dodge or evade and even seemed to enjoy it a bit. “You have been with a lot of

men in the past, haven't you?”

"What?" Meredith was taken aback by his words and then laughed. “It's the 21st century. You don’t

care about that, do you? But don't worry, I'm your fiancee now, and I only want you.”

As she spoke, her fingers seemed to gently trace Corentin’s chiseled jawline seductively.

Corentin grabbed her finger and said, “I prefer experienced women. Otherwise, I can't fully enjoy

myself.”

Upon hearing this, Meredith could not be happier, taking his hand and pulling it toward the stairs.

“Then what are you waiting for?”

Once in the bedroom, Meredith made a move to kiss Corentin’s neck.

She was blocked by Corentin. “Why don't I take the lead?”

Meredith kissed Corentin’s thin lips. “You decide.”

Corentin’s amber eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. The next second,

he grabbed Meredith's hair and threw her to the ground.

“Ah!” Meredith was completely unprepared and was thrown hard onto the carpet on all fours, her

expression frozen. Before she could react, her hair was pulled back, revealing her pained face. “Ah!

Corentin, what are you doing?”

"Seeing your pained face really excites me.” Corentin’s expression was twisted, and he was terrifying.

"You...you like this?” Meredith had never seen Corentin like this.

Was he not usually modest and gentlemanly?

Was there another side to him?

“If you don't want to, I can stop now, and you can leave.”

Meredith calmed her nerves. “Okay... ah!”

Before she could finish speaking, Corentin dragged her by her hair to the bathroom.

“Ah, it hurts, it hurts! Corentin...” Meredith crawled on the ground on all fours to prevent her scalp

from being completely torn off.

In the bathtub was the water that the servant had prepared for Corentin in advance.

Meredith was carried to the bathtub, and before she could catch her breath, her head was pushed

into the bathtub’s water.

“No... gurgle...” Meredith's head was underwater, bubbles emanating from her mouth and nose.

Corentin had a look of anger on his face. “The longer you persist, the more satisfied I will be.”

Meredith seemed to still be able to hear his distant low voice. She could swim and could hold her

breath at first, but her lung capacity was limited.

Corentin did not let go of her head.

Meredith panicked and went to grab the big hand that was pulling the hair on her head with both

hands.

However, nothing could stop his powerful hands.

All her struggles were in vain.

The water splashed onto Corentin’s shirt, but he did not care as he looked on coldly.

Meredith felt the oxygen in her lungs dwindling, her consciousness slipping away, and her struggles

weakening.