Chapter 477: The Fall of the Mighty
Meredith’s ears turned red at the straightforward words, and she felt a sensation throughout her body. His hot breath sprayed on her neck, making it tingle. Terrence Sterling didn’t waste time; a moment of spring night was worth a thousand gold pieces. After giving birth, Meredith’s charm increased significantly, especially when he touched her, making him love her even more. The feeling of kneading was enchanting. In fact, men liked women with some flesh, especially if they had a well-rounded bottom. After having a child, Meredith became even more perfect, her skin tender and alluring, making him want to hold her tightly and love her fiercely.
Kissing could enhance the feeling; Terrence Sterling kissed Meredith’s lips passionately, sucking and entwining until they both fell onto the bed to continue their battle. He teased her but didn’t give in, making her restless. Meredith knew his intentions and laughed, “Dear, you’ve become naughty!”
“Isn’t it said that women love bad men?” Terrence Sterling pinched her waist and asked, “Do you want it?” Meredith deliberately remained silent, holding back her laughter.
“Don’t want it?” Terrence Sterling teased her. Meredith twisted her body, unable to bear it any longer. She bit her lip, her face burning red. “I want it.”
“What do you want?” He blew into her ear and teased, “Tell me what you want, and I’ll satisfy you.”
“You are such a bad guy.” Meredith laughed and cried at the same time, wrapping her arms around his neck and whispering in his ear, “I want you!”
He smiled and kissed her lips passionately. “Dear, I love you.” Meredith loved when he called her his wife. She closed her eyes and said emotionally, “Dear, say it again; I like to hear it.”
Her voice was coquettish with a hint of playfulness that he couldn’t resist any longer. He stopped teasing and entered her body directly; it was the home he had longed for…
A sudden thunderclap from outside seemed to tear the sky apart. Meredith hugged him tightly in fright, and he held her even tighter…
The next day.
Meredith and Terrence Sterling were about to leave; they had to send their daughter to Ravenwood first. Stella was so happy that she wished Meredith and Terrence Sterling would stay in France for a few more days.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .
As they were leaving, Selene Cove planned to follow them. She thought she had to go because it was her responsibility to protect Meredith. Meredith said, “Selene Cove, stay home this time; you don’t need to go.”
Meredith hugged Selene Cove and whispered so only the two of them could hear, “Take good care of your injuries.” Being close enough, Meredith could smell the medicine on Selene Cove.
Selene Cove’s face tightened but she said nothing and just nodded.
As soon as Meredith and Terrence Sterling left, Joy Chaucer received the news while staying in the hospital. Ferris Bright told her: “Terrence Sterling and Meredith went to France.”
“They both went? What for?” Joy Chaucer asked urgently. “When did they leave?”
“They should be boarding the plane now,” Ferris Bright replied. “I’ll handle your discharge procedures.”
Joy Chaucer could also be discharged now; these past few days in the hospital had been tough on her. Upon learning this news, Joy Chaucer immediately sent a message to Ethan Channing informing him of the situation.
After completing the discharge procedures, Joy Chaucer left the hospital and happened to run into Quinlan Aubrey and Mrs. Aubrey in the lobby.
Joy Chaucer’s wedding with Quinlan Aubrey had been called off due to changes in Joy Chaucer’s status. Seeing Joy Chaucer reminded Mrs. Aubrey of how Joy Chaucer and Chloe had insulted her earlier in the hospital. She couldn’t help but step forward with cold sarcasm: “Isn’t this the daughter of the Chaucer family? Oh wait, I almost forgot; you’re not a daughter of the Chaucer family anymore; you’re a fraud. You used to say my son wasn’t good enough for you; now I wonder who would dare want you?”
Quinlan Aubrey’s leg had finally healed, but he couldn’t forget how ruthlessly Joy Chaucer had broken his leg. He couldn’t swallow this anger either.
Quinlan Aubrey mocked: “Joy Chaucer, what happened to you? You look like a stray dog. Luckily I didn’t marry you; otherwise I’d have terrible luck for eight lifetimes. Ever since sleeping with you, nothing has gone smoothly for me; you’re a jinx.”