"I'm serious." He whispered solemnly in her ear.She thought for a while, and then asked, "What if Yena wakes up? Are you going to kick her out of the house? Won't she be sad?" Josiah could not answer the question. He could only try to change the subject. "Edith, can we not talk about her with such a beautiful view and rich food upon us?"He led her to a long table. "Come on, the beef steak has already been served, try it out and see how it tastes." Meredith knew he was evading her question on purpose, so she did not say anything. She tried the steak on the plate and nodded. "It's delicious." "I knew you would like it." Josiah returned to his seat with a smile. Bright roses and candles are placed in the center of the long tabletop, and with the elegant violin music surrounding them, the atmosphere was extremely romantic. Even the waiters not far away were envious when they saw this scene. They were probably talking about how an ugly woman like Meredith could be spoile
Josiah did not know what to say. Was he there at the time? Not only was he there, but he smashed the glass on the ground himself and threw her on the glass shards with his hands. He could not tell her the truth, especially under her impatient gaze. "It was an accident," he said. He had called his masterpiece an accident. Sure enough, he told lies without even blinking his eyes. "Oh, then I must be careful in the future and never have this kind of accident happen again." After Meredith finished speaking, she smiled again. "Fortunately, Joe didn't dislike me, otherwise, I would be very sad." "No, why would I despise you?" Josiah lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. Then he kissed the scar on her face again, all the way to her lips. Meredith froze slightly, instinctively thinking of resisting, but she quickly controlled herself. She had held back her nausea and fooled him for a day and a night, waiting for this moment. She could not let the cat out of the b
In the dark, the woman who should have been enjoying herself seemed to have changed. Her eyes were icy cold, her lips and teeth slightly opened, and her tone hard and cold. "Josiah, I don't think you can live this time." She sat on top of him, holding the handle of the knife in both hands. The silver-white blade had entered his heart. Josiah endured the pain and looked at the knife, then looked at her again, and after a long while he spat out the word, "Edith..." She actually wanted to kill him? This was the third time. She did not want to kill him the first time and the second time, so she did not go for the heart. This time, judging from where she stabbed him, she was clearly in a hurry to kill him. "You don't have the right to call me by my name." Meredith still stared at him coldly and curled her lips. "Josiah, let me tell you the truth, I endured my disgust and went home with you, slept with you, dined with you, and took a bath together with you...just for this mom
Meredith thought she would be delighted after killing Josiah. This form of happiness only lasted for less than a night and then disappeared. She hugged her knees and shrank in the corner. The voices and smiles of her mother and Nia echoed in her mind repeatedly. She killed Josiah, but she was not happy at all. Her mother would not come back to life because of her, nor would Nia. They were all far away from her, no matter how many times she killed Josiah, it was meaningless. A policewoman came in with food. When she opened the door, Meredith realized it was already daytime. From last night to now, her posture had not changed much. "Mrs. Shelby, eat something, and then you must cooperate with us to make notes and allow us to investigate." The policewoman comforted her with a gentle attitude. Meredith raised her eyelids faintly and looked at the rice in her hand. Her eyes shifted to her face and asked, "Tell me, is Josiah dead?" Although revenge had no effect or meanin
"Miss Leighton, you still need time to calm down. Let's talk when you calm down." "No! I'm calm now!" Meredith tightened her grip on her arm. "If you are willing to let me go out to take revenge, I can give you my life." The policewoman had no choice but to leave her here to reflect on her actions. When Meredith saw her turn and leave, she immediately chased after her. "No! Don't go, please let me out, I will avenge my daughter!" With a bang, the big iron door slammed in her face. Mister Wesley and the others were fidgeting at the emergency room door. The whole night had passed. Josiah was still in a critical state. The top doctors in the country had come together, but they all came to the same conclusion, if the heart was injured, Mister Josiah might die at any time. Mister Wesley turned around and asked Alfred, "Alfred, do we want to notify his parents?" Alfred thought for a while, then shook his head. "Forget it, they are too old to bear this." "They are Josiah's
Without them needing to speak, the doctor took the initiative and said, "There is still no improvement.""How could this happen?!" Mister Yoseph asked worriedly."Mister Josiah is really hurt too badly this time. Even Professor Liam and the others were helpless, and Mister Josiah's will to survive is not strong enough." The doctor sighed helplessly, and added, "If only Mrs. Shelby is here.""Mrs. Shelby?" Mister Yoseph said hurriedly, "If Mrs. Shelby is here, will Mister Josiah come back to life? If so, we can bring her now.""Well..." The doctor said not quite sure. "It's not 100 percent. Of course, if Mrs. Shelby can come over and encourage Mister Josiah in person, it will definitely be helpful.""Then I'll go and call Mrs. Shelby now," Mister Yoseph said happily."Wait." Mister Wesley dragged him back. "Mister Yoseph, have you forgotten who was the one who caused Mister Josiah to be like this? Do you think Mrs. Shelby will come here?""I..." Mister Yoseph was stunned.Yes, M
Meredith grabbed the police officer's hand and said, "Don't go, please let me out. I can't let him live. Otherwise, how can I explain to my dead mother and daughter?!""Miss Meredith, you really think too much." The police officer pulled her hand away helplessly. "If Mister Josiah was as bad as you said, he would have been arrested long ago.""..." That was right, why does God not punish a person as vicious as Josiah Shelby? Why do the police not arrest him? How could this be?Even she missed the chance to kill him time and time again.So, did she fail again?Not only did she not help her mother and Nia take revenge, but she jeopardized her own life?It was not that she cherished this lousy life. She just thought that it was such a shame to die!…Although Mister Wesley and the others kept the news of Josiah's serious injury a secret, how could they hide the news of Josiah's serious injury from Quinley? She had been secretly watching Josiah and Meredith.When she first rec
"Mister Yoseph, I'll go back and ask the three of them later.""Forget it, it's already been exposed. It's pointless to pursue this now." Mister Yoseph said.Meredith was locked in the room, so she did not know what was going on outside, nor did she know that she had become a celebrity again.She was even immersed in the regret of not being able to stab Josiah to death.If it was not for a slap in the face, she would not even know there was another person in the room.Meredith was beaten and fell to the ground. She covered her face with one hand, and raised her gaze faintly, facing an angry young woman.The young woman's expression was hostile and aggressive, and she dressed in a vulgar manner."You are the ex-wife who stabbed my idol, Josiah?" The young woman looked down at her with her arms around her chest. She said, "As I've seen on the internet, you are ugly and ignorant. You don't even know right from wrong!"Anger flashed in the young woman's eyes. "I'm telling you, if t