Still Loving You Nonetheless novel Chapter 7

Hence, no. She would not.

“Why? Are you worried about your boyfriend? Or are you worried that that child of yours wouldn’t have a father?”

“No, it’s not like that…” Meredith shook her head, dropped the knife on the floor, tugged at the corners of Josiah’s shirt, and pleaded, “Joe, I can’t do it, I need to stay alive to take care of our kid…”

“Get your dirty hands off me,” Josiah hissed. He was feeling suffocated as he recalled the video and how Meredith and Yoel were hugging each other and were about to escape.

With all the strength in him, Josiah pushed Meredith off him.

Meredith’s head hit the corner of a table with a loud bang and she passed out immediately.

Josiah did not even take another look at Meredith but instead glanced coldly at Yoel who was cowering at a corner.

Yoel let out a painful shriek after getting furiously kicked by Josiah.

“Guys, get in here!” Josiah shouted.

A few bodyguards rushed into the room.

“I don’t care how you do it, just make sure that he is dead.”

“Yes sir,” replied the bodyguards as they dragged Yoel out of the patient ward.

…

Meredith was once again being forced to wake up by a cold bucket of water.

Still in a daze, she opened her eyes slowly to see Josiah standing tall in front of her bed. The room was bathing in the evening sunlight and Josiah looked breathtaking under the warm sun rays.

Meredith recalled the time when she used all her strength to pull Josiah out of the water. The sunset too was beautiful on that day, and he too looked attractive as ever.

However, Josiah did not remember the incident as he was passed out.

“Joe, you’re finally here to see me,” Meredith pulled into a smile and continued, “I knew that you would believe me, after all, I am your wife…”

“And because of that, you’re willing to push Yena off the stairs,” Josiah uttered in an indifferent and cold tone, jolting Meredith back to her senses.

“Joe, I did not push Yena,” Meredith cried out anxiously as she grabbed onto his sleeves and continued, “Joe, you have to trust me…”

“Enough!” Josiah growled as he pushed her hands away with a disgusted look on his face. Standing tall and looking down at Meredith, he taunted, “Meredith Leighton, I’m only here to bring you bad news. That boyfriend of yours was drowned to death. You can forget about running away with him.”

“He’s not my boyfriend! There’s really nothing going on between us…”

“I don’t believe a word that you say and I only trust what I see,” Josiah cut her off and bellowed, “Sit up and drink this.”

He reached for a glass on the table.

Looking at the contents in the glass, Meredith had a bad feeling. She asked, “Joe, what is this…”