Still Loving You Nonetheless

Chapter 83

“Yes, I’ll admit it. I wanted to kill her” Ysabelle nodded She provoked Meredith harder. “Back then, I initially wanted to throw her into the flames, I never thought that she would escape it, so I can only continue taking action on her. “Today, when I picked up Yena from the hospital, I saw her upstairs waiting for her dudly and mommy to come to see her. I found her face annoying, so I couldn’t help but walk toward her…

Meredith finally could not take it any longer and pounced at Ysabelle. She grabbed Ysabelle’s hair and yelled, “Ysabelle! You viciously attacked a three-year-old. Aren’t you afraid of retribution?”

Ysabelle was forced backward by Meredith and hit the wall behind her. Ysabelle did not fight back, letting Meredith continue hitting her, letting Meredith take it out on her. She merely hugged her head. “Meredith, stop hitting me. I’ve already said I’ll forgive your mother. It hurts

“Ah! My head hurts!” Ysabelle continued to wail, “Meredith, I was wrong. I’ll never do it again!”

Meredith looked at Ysabelle putting on an act. She gradually came to her senses. Meredith’s hand was still on her hair. She glared at Ysabelle, “Ysabelle, what are you up to now?” .

“I’m…I’m letting you take it out on me.” Ysabelle stopped crying, on the contrary, she smiled. “A price must be paid to achieve a certain goal. Don’t you get it?” Then, she slapped Meredith violently on the face. “I’ll slap you for today. The rest, I’ll make you pay back bit by bit.”

Ysabelle was extremely strong. Meredith was in a daze from the slap. Ysabelle took this chance to push Meredith away and sorted her clothes before walking out of the alley.

Meredith’s legs turned to jelly. She slumped onto the ground. Josiah had just finished his work. He was just about to head to the room next door to look at Yena when his phone rang.

He picked up the call. When he heard what the other party said, he furrowed his brow and said calmly, “I do not want to deal with their matters. Let them solve it themselves.”

Ysabelle’s cries suddenly came from the other end of the line. “Josiah, I was being kind to get the police to mediate but Meredith beat me up! I really have no choice but to call you. “Josiah, she said that if I don’t write her a pardon letter, she will stab me with a knife the next time. I’m…I’m afraid!” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Josiah heard Ysabelle’s cries and smiled. “Are you sure she hit you?”

“Josiah, what do you mean by that? If you don’t believe me, you can come and see the footage yourself,” Ysabelle said aggrievedly.

Josiah thought back about how Meredith stabbed him twice. He did not doubt her guts to do so one bit.

“Don’t worry, she won’t dare to stab you. After all, she’s not an idiot,” Josiah said one bit and hung up the call.

He just put the phone down when he heard the notification of a new message. He taped it open to see Meredith grabbing Ysabelle’s hair and violently slamming her against the wall.

Facing Ysabelle’s pleas, Meredith did not let her go at all. This truly refreshed his understanding of Meredith again.

Ysabelle even attached a voice message to it, “Josiah, look at her. She’s a vixen! I’m starting to wonder whether she is mentally sane.”

Josiah ignored her. He turned off the screen of his phone and headed to Yena’s bedroom.

When the nurse saw him enter, she immediately got up from the chair. “Mister Josiah, you’re up so late.” Josiah nodded and looked at Yena on the bed. “How is she?”