“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.

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

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

obviously knew how Ysabelle had tortured

did she know, she desperately

feed it with?”

Tibetan Mastiff had a body of white fur, yet the

pain, even the dog had sensed it and wanted to

knew right away where the blood

while before heading

 

and dark basement was dimly lit only

blood and mud, was cowering at a

was not moving, Josiah nudged

Meredith remained still.

nudged her a little more and hissed coldly, “Meredith Leighton, do you

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

burning heat he felt when

body temperature must be

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