“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.

annoyed that the dog got loose because he knew that Meredith

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

Leah obviously knew how Ysabelle

desperately wanted to tear

did you feed it with?” Josiah

of white fur, yet the fur

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

where the blood came

before heading toward

basement was dimly lit only

covered in blood and mud, was cowering at a

Josiah nudged her with his shoes and

Meredith remained still.

hissed coldly, “Meredith Leighton, do you not

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

burning heat he felt when his fingers grazed across

guessed that her body temperature must be over forty

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