“Get out!” Josiah ordered coldly.

Glancing at the cold but perfectly-sculptured face of his, Ysabelle secretly swore that like Meredith, she too would make Josiah her husband.

“Alright, I’ll leave. Remember to finish the soup,” said Ysabelle before she left the room.

Instead of drinking the soup, Josiah got ready to visit Yena at the hospital.

Josiah only returned late at night.

Upon seeing Miss Leah, the maid who was cleaning the house, he asked with a straight face, “Has Meredith admitted to her wrongdoings?”

“No. She remained adamant that she did not push Yena,” replied Miss Leah whose eyes were red-rimmed, and added, “Sir, will Yena be alright?”

“Don’t worry, she will regain her consciousness,” said Josiah without saying anything else before heading up to the second floor.

Just when he was about to go up the stairs, he noticed the Tibetan Mastiff who was supposed to be in the backyard.

“Who let it in?” Josiah asked as he furrowed his brows tightly.

seem to notice the fact that he was feeling annoyed that

shook her head and lied, “I don’t know. Perhaps it escaped on its own

obviously knew how Ysabelle

know, she desperately wanted to tear

did you feed it

of white fur, yet the fur around its mouth had several

my poor Yena is in such pain, even the dog had sensed it and wanted to avenge

knew right away where

hesitated a while before

 

dimly lit only

covered in blood and mud,

moving, Josiah nudged her

Meredith remained still.

a little more and hissed coldly, “Meredith Leighton, do you not hear

bent over, grabbed the back of her shirt to pick her up

felt when

temperature

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