“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.

feeling annoyed that the dog got loose because he knew that Meredith was terrified of

know. Perhaps it escaped on its own since it did not

Leah obviously knew how Ysabelle

know, she desperately wanted to tear

did you feed

yet the fur around

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

away where the blood

a while before heading toward

and dark basement was dimly lit only by a small wall

covered in blood and mud, was cowering

nudged her with his shoes and

Meredith remained still.

hissed coldly, “Meredith Leighton, do you not

over, grabbed the back of her shirt to pick her up

the burning heat he felt when his fingers grazed

that her body temperature must be over

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