Chapter 121


    “Meredith, this mushroom soup is cold. Get a new one for Josiah.” Ysabelle said to Meredith.


    Taking a glimpse at Josiah whose face was overcast and gloomy, Meredith got up from


    her seat and headed into the kitchen.


    “Josiah, even though Nia is Yoel’s biological daughter, she is also Meredith’s daughter. After all,


    Meredith was once your wife. So let’s just let it go this time, hmm?” Ysabelle sounded as if she was


    comforting Josiah but really, she was just reminding Josiah over and over again of the fact that Nia was


    not his biological child. Feeling anger thrumming through her veins, Meredith’s hands were shaking in


    rage. Shutting her eyes and taking a deep breath to calm herself down, Meredith refilled a bowl of


    mushroom soup for Josiah.


    “Meredith, here, let me get it for Josiah.” Ysabelle walked into the kitchen, shed Meredith a smirk,


    and proceeded to flip over the bowl of soup that Meredith was holding.


    The steaming hot soup spilled all over Meredith’s hand as she let out a painful gasp.


    Meredith shot a deadly re at Ysabelle.


    Ysabelle still had that annoying smile stered over her face. “Oops, it spilled? That’s alright, you can


    fill another bowl.”


    With her hands shaking, Meredith turned around to fill another bowl. “Meredith, be careful this time, you


    don’t want to spill it, ahh..!” Ysabelle let out a painful shriek. Staring at Meredith in disbelief while


    screaming in pain, Ysabelle did not expect Meredith to actually spill the soup all over her body.


    Smirking, Meredith said, “Sorry, it must have slipped from my hands.”


    “Meredith Leighton, you..!” Grabbing onto her blouse that was soaked with the soup, Ysabelle yelled,


    “Josiah! Help me! Josiah..!”


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    Putting down the cutlery in his hand, Josiah walked into the kitchen, shot a cold re at Meredith, and


    brought Ysabelle to the washroom to cool her down with cold tap water.


    “…It’s so painful!” Crying dramatically, Ysabelle wailed, “How can you treat me this way, Meredith?


    You’re too evil!”


    Meredith listened to her horrible wailing while she tried to cool down her hands that were scalded under


    the cold running tap water. Recalling how Ysabelle was trying to drive a wedge between her and


    Josiah, the only thing that Meredith regretted was that the soup was not hot enough.


    Walking into the house, whistling, Liam immediately heard sounds of wailing and hurried into the dining


    hall. “What’s going on? And what’s with the sorrowful cries?” “Goodness gracious! Edith, what


    happened to your hand? Does it hurt?” Liam automatically enordd Ysabelle’s wailing and rushed over


    to Meredith,


    Grabbing her hand, Liam said, “Here, let me help you.” It’s fine, Mister Liam. I’m alright.” Meredith tried


    to take back her hand from his grasp.


    Don’t move, you’ll leave a scar.”


    “It’s not that serious.”


    “What do you mean it’s not serious:’”


    Meredith could only let Liam hold her hand as she was not able to take back her hand,


    Meredith was not scalded too badly as the soup was not steaming hot. At most, the back of her hand


    had turned red.


    But it was a different case for Ysabelle who had the soup poured all over her body.


    Meredith guessed that Josiah must have been brokenhearted.


    After helping Ysabelle for a while, Josiah called over Lily and had her take care of Ysabelle instead


    Not willing to let Josiah go, Ysabelle grabbed his wrist and said, “Josiah, don’t go…I’m in so much


    pain…”


    ncing at the hand that was gripping his wrist, Josiah replied, “Continue to cool it down with cold


    water. I’ll have Doctor Zach treat the burnster.” “Josiah, I want you to help me.” Was he going to


    leave her like that when she was clearly in so much pain?