Ysabelle flipped the meal tray upside down, dumping all the food onto the floor as she smirked and sneered, “Since you won’t be able to hold cutleries anyway, you can just eat off the floor.”

Ysabelle then left the basement.

Looking at her bruised and bloody hands that were trembling, Meredith could not even find the strength to pick up food from the floor, let alone use cutleries.

Since last night, from the time Meredith was drugged and put in bed with Yoel, followed by the incident with Yena…she had not taken even a sip of water.

She was starving but the pain that she felt had made her forget about the hunger.

However, Meredith refused to be defeated this way. She had to walk out of the basement alive to tell Josiah that her feelings for him were real and that she was being framed.

Meredith was determined to make Ysabelle pay for what she had done.

Using all the strength left in her, Meredith moved toward the food that remained on the floor. Just when she was about to take a bite, a large black shadow came barging into the basement.

It was Josiah’s pet dog, a Tibetan Mastiff, and because Meredith was scared of dogs, Josiah had his dog kept in the backyard and was looked after by Yena.

toward Meredith. Meredith, on the other hand, was terrified at the sight of the large dog and shrieked

agile as it leaped onto Meredith and

in waves of piercing pain

look as she chuckled, “Josiah was worried that you’d be too lonely down here, so he got you a friend. So how do

the dog. She tried to remove her arm from

 

of Josiah. Even though she knew that Josiah did not believe her, and neither would he

her husband, and also the person

from the fear or the pain,

the study room, Josiah had been replaying the video. The half-dressed and drunk woman in the bed with

she had loved him for almost ten years; the woman that

the same time argued that she only loved

blurred followed by

down the cigarette butt with

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