“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.

was feeling annoyed that the dog got

and lied, “I don’t know. Perhaps it escaped

obviously knew how

she desperately wanted to tear Meredith into

you feed

Tibetan Mastiff had a body of white fur, yet the fur around its mouth had several blood spots all

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

knew right away where the

before heading toward the

 

basement was dimly lit only by

covered in blood and mud, was cowering at a

nudged her with his shoes

Meredith remained still.

and hissed coldly, “Meredith Leighton, do you

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

burning heat he felt when his fingers grazed across the back of

temperature must be

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