“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.

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

and lied, “I don’t know. Perhaps it

Leah obviously knew how Ysabelle had tortured

she know, she desperately wanted

you feed

the fur around its mouth had several blood spots all

my poor Yena is in such pain, even the

away where

while before heading toward the

dark basement was dimly

mud, was

not moving, Josiah nudged her with his shoes and urged, “Get

Meredith remained still.

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

back

startled by the burning heat he felt when

temperature

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