Chapter 93
As Meredith thought about that, she wanted to leave, but the moment she glimpsed something out
of the corner of her eye when passing by the adjacent vi, she could no longer move. She stood
there stock-still as though she’d been rooted to the ground.
The lights were turned on in the house while it was dark outside, so she could see everything as
clear as day. Pierre was sitting on the sofa, while Selena was ying happily with Jameson and
Juniper. And there was a smile tugging at Pierre’s lips as though he was admiring something.
Selena is actually living next door to Pierre? What a scheming woman!
Meredith’s knuckles went white from the force of her fisting her hands. Looks like she came
prepared. Her goal is Pierre, and he’s obviously taken the bait! No, I’ll never allow it! Never!
She took two steps forward, but she then stopped immediately after. I’ve got no reason to barge in.
If I rush in like this, what would Pierre think? Men are keen on keeping on appearances, and they
loathe clingy women. Thus, it’ll only embarrass him and have Selena feeling all the more
triumphant. As this thought came to her, she slowly backed away and instantly left Dragon Gardens.
The driver was still waiting for her there. “Why are you done so quickly, Miss Yard?” The driver
initially wanted to smoke, but he could only throw away the cigarette that had two-thirds left since
she came out so quickly.
“Fowler Residence, please.” Meredith’s expression was exceedingly grim, which the driver could
see clearly via the rear-view mirror. Nheless, he was a mere driver, so he had no right to ask
any questions. Thus, he obediently drove and sent her back to Fowler Residence.
At this time, John had just returned to his room to rest, but Helen was still in the living room. When
she saw Meredithing back so soon, she was very much taken aback. It’s rare for them to be
able to get together, so why is she back so quickly? “Why are you back so quickly, Meredith?” Her
shock multiplied upon seeing the damp tear tracks on her face. “What happened? Did you have a
fight with Pierre?”
Meredith forced a smile. “No, Mrs. Fowler. I just came back to take my leave from you lest you
worry. I’ll be going home first.”
“Don’t go. Tell me what happened. Why are you crying after going over to Pierre’s ce?” Helen
pulled her down onto the sofa.
Lowering her head, Meredith covered her face with both hands even as she shed a few more tears.
“Please don’t ask further, Mrs. Fowler. I truly don’t feel like talking about it.”
“Has Jamie’s condition deteriorated? Or has Pierre bullied you? Tell me, and I’ll stand up for you!” A
wave of anguish swept across Helen as she looked at her delicate and fragile figure.
“It’s really nothing, so please don’t pursue it, Mrs. Fowler. I’ll be going home. Jamie… should be
fine.”
Upon hearing this, Helen grew all the more puzzled. “What do you mean by saying he should be
fine? It’s either yes or no, so what does this in-between answer mean? Did you not see Jamie?”
Biting her lip, Meredith looked like a wronged daughter-inw, sticking to her guns and keeping
mum.
Anxious, Helen sprang to her feet and paced about. “Come on, Meredith. You’re the future mistress
of the Fowler Family, so just spit it out. Else, I’m going to go and get John!”
All at once, Meredith grabbed her arm. “No, no! Don’t disrupt Mr. Fowler since he’d just gone to rest.
It’s Pierre. Pierre…” At this, she threw herself at her and started wailing.
Meanwhile, Selena’s house was lively the entire night. With two children in the house, it was as
though they were having a party. When Juniper and Jameson were worn out, she took them both
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