“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.

he was feeling annoyed that the dog got loose because

Perhaps it escaped on its own since

Leah obviously knew how

did she know, she desperately

you feed

of white fur, yet the fur around

such pain, even the dog had sensed it and

right away where the

hesitated a while before heading toward the

 

and dark basement was dimly lit only by a small wall

covered in blood and mud, was

how she was not moving, Josiah nudged her with his shoes and urged, “Get

Meredith remained still.

and hissed

brows furrowed together, Josiah bent over, grabbed the back of her

heat he felt

that her body temperature must be over

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