The Good Girl's Revenge novel Chapter 46

Meredith wished she could rush over and kill this vicious woman with a knife. How could she be so despicable? But what made her even angrier was the fact that she herself was unable to fight against her despicable acts.

Although Meredith knew very well that what lay ahead of her was a fire pit, she could only jump into it without hesitation.

That little bit of happiness she got just now was gone, and instead, she found it very ironic. Meredith was in no mood to do anything. She opened the album to watch the photo again.

"Mom, are you okay?" Meredith's eyes reddened as she looked at the frail woman on the screen.

Who would have thought that the woman on the screen was once a famous and powerful woman in J City?

She had used to be beautiful and well-known, but now she could only breathe with the help of those terrible tubes in her body.

Holding tight to her phone, a trace of determination flashed in Meredith's eyes. She had to find out her mother's location as soon as possible. She could not allow her mother to fall into the hands of these people anymore.

While thinking, Meredith suddenly noticed a detail in the photo. There seemed to be a name written on the cabinet of the hospital, but it was too indistinct to be clearly seen.

Meredith sent this photo to Julius immediately, who was far away abroad, and asked him to try and recover it to see if he could find any clues.

When the picture was being transferred, suddenly, the sound of the door opening came through. Meredith put away her phone instantly and looked up. Derek was back.

The man saw her put her hands behind her body as if she was hiding something from him, and there was a bit of panic in her eyes. He frowned and got displeased, "What are you doing?"

Meredith shook her head and pretended to be carefree, "Nothing."

There was no need for Derek to know about her mother. She had just asked him for help today, and she didn't want people to think that she was wanting for more and making requests ungratefully.

Derek stared at Meredith's face. Her eyes were a little red. He didn't know if it was because she had cried or what. Anyway, there must be something hidden from him.

The feeling of being excluded made him upset.

"Don't let me ask you this again." Derek's eyes followed her, and his tone was decisive and overbearing.

Meredith's eyes dodged his a little, and then she acted as if nothing had happened, "It was really nothing. I was just chatting with a friend. You don't have to care about this, do you?"

When Derek heard her out, he was sure that Meredith had been lying, but it was not his style to keep pressing on.

What was more... Who was she to him? And why did he need to care if some hateful woman's eyes had reddened?

Thinking of this, the man said coldly, "Then don't appear in front of me looking so guilty. You're disgusting."

When Meredith heard this, she lowered her eyes and answered flatly, "I see. I'll go out to help cook dinner."

...

Soon, it was the weekend.

Meredith got up early, made the bed, and intended to go home.

Although she had been moving lightly, she still woke Derek up.

Watching her leaving discreetly from behind, the man couldn't help but frown. What the hell was this woman doing?

These days, Meredith had almost been visibly absent-minded.

Derek was upset, so he wouldn't put forward that question to her. Now, she was leaving so discreetly...

Derek's face darkened, as if he had thought of something. He threw the quilt away and got up.

Meredith didn't ask the driver to send her home, but took the bus back to the Masons alone.