Still Loving You Nonetheless

Chapter 125 

Hearing Josiah’s voice coming from behind her, Meredith turned around, facing him, and smiled slightly. “I guess you didn’t know that Ysabelle had an upset stomach since last night and with the burn injuries on her shoulder, I don’t think she’d be able to take care of Yena.

“Taking care of Yena has always been my responsibility. I’ll take over from today and perhaps Ysabelle could get some rest back at her home.” Meredith’s eyes were filled with gentleness and lovingness. But after spending some time with her, Josiah knew that Meredith must be scheming something evil whenever she had this kind of look on her face.

“Why did Ysabelle have an upset stomach?” Josiah asked, with a straight face. “I’m not sure, she didn’t say anything,” said Meredith, “but judging by the way she looks, she doesn’t look too good. Since you care about her so much, you should probably send her home as soon as possible.” “You did something to her, didn’t you?”

Josiah knew that Meredith graduated from medical school and she knew her way around different types of medications.

For the sake of kicking Ysabelle out of the Shelby residence, she was willing to spill hot soup all over Ysabelle and even add laxatives into her drinks?

talking about.” Meredith pretended as if she

that it was really you who let those mice in Yena’s room.” “If

Meredith added, “Unless you have a change of heart, and your heart doesn’t belong to Yena anymore but belongs

that she could

toward her, dragged her up from the chair, and stared right into her eyes as he seethed, “How

guilty nor sorry when you forced me to the brink of death, did you?” Staring back at him, Meredith added, “My mom and my daughter are suffering because of you, and did you feel any guilt? No, you didn’t! Not a bit!” At the mention of her mother and her daughter, Meredith could not fight back her

With tears rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably, Meredith could not be bothered by the fact that Josiah had hated it whenever

her hand, she went on, “You didn’t see Ysabelle spilling hot soup over my hands because all you cared about was that I spilled hot soup over her! I was the one who didn’t have dinner, not Ysabelle! And you didn’t notice that either, did you?

the chair, continuing her