Chapter 583 Meredith no longer wanted to explain herself on this matter. It was pointless in doing so too. “If you
insist on making me the enemy,” Josiah grabbed her arm and coldly looked at her.” Then, I’ll let you go. You can
leave this mansion. I can promise that I’ll never kidnap you back.” If it was the past, Meredith would surely be
happy when she heard him say that. ..
However, at that moment, she was not one bit happy. She knew that it was on the condition that she would never
see Nia again, but she missed Nia!
“If this freedom comes at the price of giving up Nia, then no need,” Meredith said calmly. “Meredith, this is your
choice.” “Yes. It’s my choice,” Meredith said with tears in her eyes, “back then, I could sell my body for you to help
cure Nia, let you lock me up whenever you wanted to, and even tried my best to get pregnant with your child, what
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more now? I’m going back to bed.”
Meredith broke free from his clutches, turned around, and returned to bed. Her aloofness
displeased Josiah a lot.
He pulled her up once more and said angrily, “Who let you sleep?”
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“Then, what else do you want to do?” Meredith patiently stared at him.
“I’m hungry.” Josiah was creating trouble. “I’ve already made soup. It’s in the pot that is kept warm.”
“I want you to drink with me.”
Meredith returned from the psychiatric hospital that day. Her mood was already terrible. She could not even be
bothered to put up an act. She immediately said, “I’m not feeling well.”
“Where are you not feeling well?” He asked.
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“My head hurts.”
Josiah raised his hand and touched her forehead. “You’re not having a cold or a fever. It is most likely your old
injuries. Let’s go. I’ll take you to the hospital.”
Meredith lost.
She secretly gritted her teeth and said to him, “Aren’t you hungry, Mister Josiah? I’ll accompany you downstairs to
have supper.”
Looking at her heading out of the room first, Josiah secretly smiled.
Ever since knowing that she would not leave him, even if he infuriated her and made her mad, he found it a form of
pleasure.
Meredith made him some chicken soup.
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Smelling the aroma of the chicken soup, Josiah scooped a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her. “Eat some
together.”
Meredith was just about to say that she did not have the habit of eating late when Josiah said,”
If not, if I see you doing nothing, I can’t help myself to ask you to feed me.” That immediately made Meredith pick
up her spoon and drank the soup. Josiah looked at her reaction. He could not help but say, “Do you detest me that
much?” “No,” Meredith said without any expression on her face, “please drink up while it’s hot, Mister Josiah. The
chicken soup doesn’t taste that good when it’s cold.”
Josiah lowered his head and took a sip. Her cooking was great. The chicken soup tasted just right. “Your chicken
soup tastes amazing.” Josiah praised her. “This is from practice,” Meredith replied to him calmly while drinking the
soup. “What do you mean?”
“When Nia was in the hospital, I always make chicken soup for her. She has always said that my soup tastes good.
It’s only a pity…” Meredith shook her head. “I don’t know if there are any more chances to make chicken soup for
her.” She could not hold back her tears and they fell into the bowl of soup.