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.

Meredith, on the other hand, was terrified at the sight

Tibetan Mastiff was agile as it leaped onto Meredith

of piercing pain and

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 the dog’s mouth but the dog thought that Meredith was playing with

 

Please save me…!” Meredith cried for help as she thought of Josiah. Even though she knew that Josiah did not believe her, and neither would he come to

was her husband, and also the

from the fear or the pain, Meredith lost her

The half-dressed and

loved him for almost ten years; the woman that was adamant about

on him yet at the same time argued that she only

video suddenly blurred followed by Yena’s

butt with

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