“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 Meredith was terrified

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

obviously knew how

desperately

feed

body of white fur, yet the

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

where the blood came

while before

wet and dark basement was dimly lit only by a small

blood and mud, was cowering at a

Josiah nudged her with his shoes and urged, “Get

Meredith remained still.

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

together, Josiah bent over, grabbed the back of her

felt when his fingers grazed across the back of

guessed that her body temperature must be

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