“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.

feeling annoyed that the dog got loose because he knew that Meredith

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

obviously knew how Ysabelle had

she know, she desperately wanted

feed it with?”

fur, yet the fur around its mouth

such pain, even the dog had sensed it and wanted

away where

while before heading toward the

 

basement was dimly lit only by

and mud, was

Josiah nudged her with his

Meredith remained still.

little more and hissed

furrowed together, Josiah bent over, grabbed the back of her shirt to pick her

felt when his

temperature must be

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