“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 of

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

how

she desperately wanted to tear

you feed

white fur, yet the fur around its mouth had several

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

where the blood came

hesitated a while before heading toward

and dark basement was dimly lit only by a

covered in blood and mud, was cowering at

she was not moving, Josiah nudged her with

Meredith remained still.

nudged her a little more and hissed

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

startled by the burning heat he felt when his fingers grazed

her body temperature must be

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