Still Loving You Nonetheless

Chapter 111

“It is impossible that the doctors made a mistake on such an important task,” Wesley sighed helplessly and added, “Miss Meredith, you’re on your own now.”

Wesley then ended the call.

Meredith took another deep breath before dialing another number on her phone.

She then heard Ysabelle’s mockery coming behind her. “Oh Meredith, you should really stop wasting your energy. Nia is really not Josiah’s child so why are you trying so hard to prove a lie?”

Turning around furiously, Meredith glared at Ysabelle. “So? Are you admitting that you manipulated the test results?”

“How is it possible?” Ysabelle cackled, “Do you think that I am capable of doing so? Or do you think that I bribed the hospital? What you saw on the papers is the truth so just accept them and stop dreaming!” Looking at the pretentious smile plastered on Ysabelle’s face, anger stirred within Meredith. Meredith knew that Ysabelle was indeed capable of manipulating the test results judging by how she had plotted a scheme against her a few years back.

Ysabelle must have thought that she had done a good and thorough job hence this was why she was acting all confident and pleased with the outcome.

“What’s with the murderous look on your face? I didn’t mean to tease you, really,” Ysabelle then pointed to the dining hall and added, “Josiah asked me to come to get you. He doesn’t want to eat the meatballs that you have prepared for Yoel back then. He wants you to cook another dish.”

Anger thrummed through her veins as she seethed, “Since when did I prepare meatballs for Yoel?!”

“Well, that I don’t know. It was Josiah who said it,” Shrugging her shoulders, Ysabelle went on, “hurry up and prepare another dish, you don’t want Josiah to get all angry at you again.”

“Sigh, my back still hurts a lot,” Ysabelle purposely whined in front of Meredith as she made her way back into the house.

Clenching her fists tightly, Meredith returned to the kitchen. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

By the time Meredith had prepared another dish, Josiah had already left the dining table.

Lily then said to her, “Miss Meredith, Sir had finished eating and he didn’t want them anymore. You can have it yourself then.”

Meredith was not even surprised as she knew that Josiah was fickle-minded.

Nodding, Meredith then returned to the storage room with a tray of dishes in her hand. Even though Lily had cleaned and tidied the storage room for her, the room was still humid and filled with a moldy scent.

Meredith nearly threw up when she entered the room.

But she held back the urge and quickly finished the food.

She had not even finished most of the chores – she still had to clean the garden and the terrace, and there was still a pile of laundry waiting for her…

By the time she was finally done with all the chores, it was already past midnight,

After a whole day of cleaning, Meredith was exhausted and worn out. She did not even have the strength to return to the storage room and fell asleep on the stairs behind the house. Meredith was not sure how long she had fallen asleep. But all of a sudden, she felt someone touching her face. The hand

felt big, warm, and soft… Even though she was half-asleep, Meredith recognized that the hand belonged to a man. But it was certainly not Josiah as Josiah would never be this gentle with her.

Josiah would only grab her chin or throw her onto the floor.

Moving her face slightly, Meredith mumbled, “Don’t touch me, I…I am not a hostess…”

The man was slightly taken aback. With a chuckle, he asked, “Is there a prostitute that looks this hideous?”

Chapter 111 “It is impossible that the doctors made a mistake on such an important task,” Wesley sighed helplessly and added, “Miss Meredith, you’re on your own now.”

Wesley then ended the call.

Meredith took another deep breath before dialing another number on her phone.

She then heard Ysabelle’s mockery coming behind her. “Oh Meredith, you should really stop wasting your energy. Nia is really not Josiah’s child so why are you trying so hard to prove a lie?”

Turning around furiously, Meredith glared at Ysabelle. “So? Are you admitting that you manipulated the test results?”

“How is it possible?” Ysabelle cackled, “Do you think that I am capable of doing so? Or do you think that I bribed the hospital? What you saw on the papers is the truth so just accept them and stop dreaming!” Looking at the pretentious smile plastered on Ysabelle’s face, anger stirred within Meredith. Meredith knew that Ysabelle was indeed capable of manipulating the test results judging by how she had plotted a scheme against her a few years back.

Ysabelle must have thought that she had done a good and thorough job hence this was why she was acting all confident and pleased with the outcome.

“What’s with the murderous look on your face? I didn’t mean to tease you, really,” Ysabelle then pointed to the dining hall and added, “Josiah asked me to come to get you. He doesn’t want to eat the meatballs that you have prepared for Yoel back then. He wants you to cook another dish.”

Anger thrummed through her veins as she seethed, “Since when did I prepare meatballs for Yoel?!”

“Well, that I don’t know. It was Josiah who said it,” Shrugging her shoulders, Ysabelle went on, “hurry up and prepare another dish, you don’t want Josiah to get all angry at you again.”

“Sigh, my back still hurts a lot,” Ysabelle purposely whined in front of Meredith as she made her way back into the house.

Clenching her fists tightly, Meredith returned to the kitchen.

By the time Meredith had prepared another dish, Josiah had already left the dining table.

Lily then said to her, “Miss Meredith, Sir had finished eating and he didn’t want them anymore. You can have it yourself then.”

Meredith was not even surprised as she knew that Josiah was fickle-minded.

Nodding, Meredith then returned to the storage room with a tray of dishes in her hand. Even though Lily had cleaned and tidied the storage room for her, the room was still humid and filled with a moldy scent.

Meredith nearly threw up when she entered the room.

But she held back the urge and quickly finished the food.

She had not even finished most of the chores – she still had to clean the garden and the terrace, and there was still a pile of laundry waiting for her…

By the time she was finally done with all the chores, it was already past midnight,

After a whole day of cleaning, Meredith was exhausted and worn out. She did not even have the strength to return to the storage room and fell asleep on the stairs behind the house. Meredith was not sure how long she had fallen asleep. But all of a sudden, she felt someone touching her face. The hand felt big, warm, and soft… Even though she was half-asleep, Meredith recognized that the hand belonged to a man. But it was certainly not Josiah as Josiah would never be this gentle with her.

Josiah would only grab her chin or throw her onto the floor.

Moving her face slightly, Meredith mumbled, “Don’t touch me, I…I am not a hostess…”

The man was slightly taken aback. With a chuckle, he asked, “Is there a prostitute that looks this hideous?”