Chapter 370


    “While you‘re at it, please get me a bottle of water too.” “Sure.” Walter then got down from the car.


    Quinley exhaled in relief.


    She turned to Josiah and said softly, “Mister Josiah, I think you‘re a bit drunk.


    You can take some aspirin.”


    “It‘s fine, thanks.”


    “Look at you, you‘re even sweating.” Quinley leaned forward to him and ced her hand on his


    forehead.


    She then leaned herself into his arms.


    Josiah finally opened his eyes.


    With his brows furrowed together, he asked, “Miss Quinley?”


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    “Ah, I am so sorry.


    I‘m just a little drunk.” Quinley apologized as she straightened up her back but quickly dropped back


    into his arms.


    And she stayed in that position with no ns of getting back up.


    Even though Josiah was a little drunk, he could still guess what Quinley was up to.


    Calmly, he removed her hands on his chest and said, “Miss Quinley, I can see that you‘re really drunk.”


    “Yes, I must be drunk,” Quinley looked at him dazedly and went on, “and you look so good today.


    I really like it, no…I mean that I‘ve always liked you.


    I‘ve liked you for a long, long time.


    Josiah was aware that a lot of women were attracted to him.


    Josiah did not even bat his eyelid when Quinley leaned in closer, wanting to kiss him.


    He simply ced his finger on her lips to stop her.


    “Didn‘t you say that you were Meredith‘s best friend and that you wanted to visit her? Can I assume


    that you were lying when you said that you wanted to see her, but really, you just wanted to see me?”


    Quinley froze.


    She did not expect Josiah to be able to resist her temptation.


    She felt anxious yet at the same time dissatisfied.


    Quinley continued to pretend as if she was drunk and leaned closer into his arms.


    “Meredith? Isn‘t she mentally unstable? And she‘s even disfigured, right? She‘s…”


    She did not realize that there was a cold tension growing in the air and continued, “You don‘t have to


    pretend in front of me.


    I know that you‘re only nice to Meredith to maintain that good image of a husband.


    In fact, you don‘t even have any feelings for her, am I right?” “Do you really think so?” “Is that not the


    case?” Quinley went on, “I know that Meredith was pretty and outstandingst time and I am nowhere


    close to her.


    But she‘s lost everything now, hasn‘t she? That face of hers, doesn‘t it disgust you? I‘m sure you don‘t


    have any interest in her, right?”


    “Who should I have an interest in? You?”


    Quinlev immediately sat up with her back straight, unting her voluptuous body figure.” Take a good


    look at me.


    Am I notparable to Meredith five years ago? Am I not better than Meredith now?”


    Josiah simply stared at her andughed.


    Quinley too smiled.


    “I knew that you‘re like the other men.


    Of course, looks matter to you as


    well.”


    She then leaned in closer to him again.


    But before her lips could even touch Josiah‘s, the car door was opened and Quinley fell out of the car.


    With a loud thud, Quinleynded hard on the ground.


    Frozen on the ground, Quinley was aghast as she felt pain spreading all over her body.


    “Are you sober now?” Josiah asked tly as he looked at her, who was sprawled pathetically on the


    ground.


    Quinley slowly came back to her senses.


    Picking up herself from the ground, she whined in pain.


    “Mister Josiah, why did you suddenly open the door? It hurts…” “How am I supposed to get you off my


    body if I don‘t open the car door?”