“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.

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

“I don’t know. Perhaps it escaped on its own since

knew how Ysabelle had

she desperately wanted

you feed it with?” Josiah

a body of white fur, yet the fur around

pain, even the dog had sensed it and wanted

away where the

while before heading toward the

was dimly

blood and mud, was cowering at a

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

Meredith remained still.

little more and hissed

back of

felt when his fingers

her body temperature must be

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