Still Loving You Nonetheless

Chapter 29

Chapter 29 Glaring at Josiah, her tone changed as she asked, “Mister Josiah, what do I need to do for you to not call the cops?” “Are you saying that you’re willing to do anything? Just like last night?”

Last night…

Recalling how she was humiliated last night, Meredith’s eyes welled up with tears. But she had no options left. Nodding her head, she replied, “Yes.” “Alright then, follow me.”

Josiah headed toward the VIP suite room that was at the end of the hallway.

Meredith hesitated before following behind Josiah.

As soon as he entered the suite, Josiah sat down on the sofa and said to her, “Pour me a glass of whiskey.”

Meredith then walked toward the bar, placed ice cubes in a glass, and poured whiskey into the glass.

Meredith still remembered the temperature and taste that Josiah preferred his whiskey. She even remembered the number of ice cubes that he preferred.

Taking the glass from her, Josiah took a sip and glanced at her. “The whiskey still tastes the same. But who knows if Mrs. Shelby still tastes the same.”

Meredith was rendered speechless.

Three years ago, Josiah had despised her to his core. Now that three years had passed, it would not be likely that he would still be interested in her ruined body.

“What are you waiting for? You can start your performance now.” Pretending as if he did not notice the pain in her eyes, Josiah took another sip from the glass.

Taking a deep breath, Meredith looked at him and asked, “Mister Josiah, will you really let me go if I take off my clothes?” Although it was the same kind of derogatory act, Meredith would rather do it with Josiah instead of the creep, Mister Leon. After all, he was good-looking, charismatic, and he was the only person that she had loved in the past twenty years.

her arms to the back of her hand, until her fingers. The light in Josiah’s eyes dimmed. But he did not say a word. Even though Josiah had seen her naked before,

her best to put up with him, Meredith said flirtatiously, “What are you waiting for, Mister Leon? Hurry up. I can’t wait any longer.” Leon, who could hardly wait any longer, lowered his head and was about to kiss Meredith. “Mister Leon,” Meredith whispered softly as she placed a finger on Leon’s lips. “My mask…” “Ah, yes, the mask!”

to the

she was no longer the gorgeous and talented lady that people knew of her, and instead, her face

feet. She then tried to inch closer to Leon. “Mister Leon, it’s me,

way toward the door, all the while screaming for help, “Save me! There’s a

up to him, Meredith said, “Mister Leon, please don’t go. You promised to make me happy tonight…” “You…you…get the hell away from me!” Running out from the guest room, Leon turned around to find that Meredith was chasing

the wall, and he passed out instantly. Pretending to be sad, Meredith kneeled by his side and wept, “Mister Leon, are you alright? Get up and

Leon, I am Meredith Leighton, I really am Meredith, I…” After ‘sobbing’ for a little longer, Meredith noticed a pair of shiny leather shoes in front of her. Judging from the size of

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Leon before Looking at Josiah: “Joe, what do we do? Mister Leon passed out after seeing me.” “Let’s call the cops,” replied Josiah as his lips tugged into a smirk. The cops? Meredith felt her heart skip a beat. She then took a glance at Leon who was bleeding on his forehead. Would she be arrested for aggravated assault? Just when one of

knew that Josiah would leap at

would definitely exaggerate her offenses

she were sent to jail? And who would pay for Nia’s medical b “Prostitution and aggravated assault…how are

that innocent and lost expression,” scoffed Josiah as he continued,” Meredith, aren’t you tired of all these pretending?” Meredith knew that there was no point in explaining herself to Josiah when he

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asked, “Mister Josiah, what do I need to do for you to not call the cops?” “Are you saying that you’re willing to do anything? Just like last night?” Last night… Recalling how

suite room that

Josiah sat down on the sofa and said to her, “Pour me a glass of whiskey.” Meredith then walked toward the bar, placed ice cubes in a glass, and poured whiskey

his whiskey. She even remembered the number of ice

the glass from her, Josiah took a sip and glanced at her. “The whiskey still tastes the same. But who knows if Mrs. Shelby still

Meredith was rendered speechless.