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.

body did not look the same as three years ago. There was a dark red scar stretching from her arms to the back of her hand, until her

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!” Leon removed the mask from her face and said, “Why would you hide your stunning looks behind a mask, we…holy sh*t!” Leon let out a sudden cry and

to the pain she felt in

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

tried to inch closer

crazy? There is no way that Meredith would look this way!” Leon stumbled his way toward the door, all the while screaming for help, “Save me! There’s a hideous

the hell away from me!” Running out from the guest room, Leon turned around to find that Meredith was chasing

a corner, Leon accidentally knocked his head on 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

am Meredith, I…” After ‘sobbing’ for a little longer, Meredith noticed a pair of shiny leather shoes

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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 Josiah’s attendants was about to make a call, Meredith cried out, “Hold on She rushed toward where Josiah stood, wrapped her arms around

that Josiah would leap at every chance he got to

her offenses to the

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not do any of those.” Meredith shook her head. “Here it goes again, that innocent and lost expression,” scoffed Josiah as he continued,” Meredith, aren’t you tired of all these pretending?” Meredith knew that there

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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

headed toward the VIP suite room that

to her, “Pour me a glass of

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

at her. “The whiskey still tastes the same. But who knows if Mrs. Shelby still

Meredith was rendered speechless.