Chapter 563

"He's not me, is he? So how would he know whose cooking I'd prefer?" Josiah glanced indifferently at her and said, "What if I insist on having what you prepare?"

Meredith was wordless with rage.

Indeed, Josiah threw away his good-husband persona the moment he got hold of her weakness.

But what could she do? She was at his mercy.

"If you want me to cook, I will do it the next time," Meredith replied, holding back her frustration.

"I want to eat it now."

Meredith continued to hold back her anger. "Okay, I'll go make it now."

She started to clear the table.

Staring at her side profile, Josiah asked, "Meredith Leighton, did you not hesitate at all when you decided to poison me?"

Meredith clearly looked gentle and soft, but she surprised him every time with her ruthlessness when she tried to take his life.

After all that had happened, Josiah did not dare question how cruel or how ruthless she could be.

Meredith, who was in the middle of clearing the table, froze and asked instead