“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.

did not seem to notice the fact that he was feeling annoyed that the dog got loose

lied, “I don’t know. Perhaps it

knew how Ysabelle had tortured

she know, she desperately wanted to tear Meredith

you feed it with?”

yet the

bawling, “Sir, my poor Yena is in such pain, even the dog had sensed it

where

hesitated a while before

dimly lit only

mud, was cowering at a

was not moving, Josiah nudged her with

Meredith remained still.

little more and hissed

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

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

that her body temperature must be

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