Chapter 692

Meredith turned around and looked at him concernedly, "What is it?"

"Edith, I still have a question to ask you."

"What is it that you can't wait until you get better before you ask me?"

"No," He said bitterly, "I'm afraid if I don't ask you now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to ask you when I die."

Meredith was speechless. How could she bear to refuse him when he put it that way?

"Ask me, then." Meredith leaned in closer to him.

Josiah's gaze darkened a little. He said, "You don't want me to die so eagerly, other than Nia, could there be a small part that has to do with you too?"

Meredith was speechless. Why was he still in the mood to ask such lame questions at that point in time?

As if he could read her mind, he added, "This question is important to me."

Meredith looked at him. She thought if she were to say it was solely because of Nia, he might be over agitated and pass out once more, so even if it was because of his injuries, she did not dare to deliberately provoke