“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.

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

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

Leah obviously knew how Ysabelle had tortured

know, she desperately wanted to

feed

a body of white fur, yet the fur around its

Yena is in such pain, even the dog had sensed it and wanted

right away where the blood

while before heading toward the

 

basement was dimly lit only by a

covered in blood and mud, was cowering at

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

Meredith remained still.

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

bent over, grabbed the back of her shirt to

the burning heat he felt

that her body temperature must

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