Viitats chest, she felt something noviny his tincts
Nevals touch the statt behind her of and he bring outlr with love
Veredith felt her skin cul
She moved away from him quickly and seethed coldly, “Please control yourself, sir”
Only then did Josiah realize what he was doing.
But of course, Josiah would never admit that he was absent-minded because of her.
“Control myself?” Josiah smirked, “You should have reminded yourself when you got into my car and
threw yourself all over me just to please me the other night.” He then pulled open his shirt which was
already unbuttoned, revealing the light bruises on his chest.
“See those? They were all from you.”
Staring at those bruises, Meredith’s face was flushed red.
How could he bring up that night again?
If he had not threatened her with Zade and Nia, she would never have gotten into his car.
“Josiah Shelby, you should know better about what happened that night.” Josiah’s face darkened at the
mention of that night. “Of course, it was the night where you begged me to let your loverboy go.”
Meredith did not wish to anger or trigger him so she quickly changed the topic. “Bear with me while I
start dressing your wound.”
Even though she despised him and wanted him dead, Meredith was after all a medical student and her
instincts were to reduce the pain for her patient.
Hence, her movements were soft and gentle. When she removed the bandage, Meredith blew on the
wound to help reduce the feeling of painfulness.
Although the wound was forming a scab, Josiah had stretched the wound open, leaving it worse than
before.
Looking at the wound, Meredith suddenly felt ridiculous.
Never had she thought that she would be the one to dress his wound when she was the one who
caused the injury.
restraining order on her. She reached for the bottle but had it tightly clenched in her hands. She could
not bring herself to apply it to his wound.
After a moment of silent battle with herself, she finally cursed at herself, ‘Meredith Leighton, you’re
such a wimp!’
She put back the bottle of ointment, reached for a roll of bandage, and started dressing his wound.
Josiah asked nonchalantly, “Giving up that easily?” Meredith froze and looked at him. He had his eyes
closed all the while so how did he know that she was contemplating whether she should harm him or
not?
Meredith tried her best to sound calm. “I gave it some thought and concluded that it’s not worth it as I’ll
have to pay with my life if you end up dead. After all, Nia still needs me.”
Josiah was once again triggered at the mention of Nia.
“If that’s the case, you can forget about taking a step out of Luna Club!” Josiah got up onto his feet and
walked away. At the sight of him leaving, Meredith grabbed the bottle of poisonous ointment in her
hands and ran up to him. “Josiah Shelby, give me one more chance!”
“You’ve already lost your chance.” Josiah took a look at the bottle in her hands, pushed her hand away,
and continued making his way out of the room.
Meredith was devastated. She knew darn well that she should not have taken any mercy on him.
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