Still Loving You Nonetheless

Chapter 92

No matter how she thought about it, Ysabelle still could not wrap her head around why Josiah wanted Meredith to take care of Yena.

There were a bunch of doctors and nurses who were much more professional than Meredith in the hospital. Ysabelle herself too had volunteered to stay in the mansion to take care of Yena on the first day that Yena was discharged from the hospital, yet Josiah only wanted that b*tch, Meredith, to take care of Yena?

"Josiah, could you bear to let Meredith take care of Yena? What happens if she secretly poisons Yena?"

Josiah's head was buried in the documents in his hands. His eyebrows scrunched in annoyance.

It was as if Ysabelle did not notice. She continued to swing Josiah's arm. "Josiah, I'm really worried for Yena. I'm willing to stay here to take care of her. Just let me do it, please?"

Josiah finally turned to the side and looked at her. "Why do you think that Meredith would poison Yena?"

Ysabelle hesitated for a while before saying, "It was Yena who found out that she was having an affair with Yoel. Meredith would surely seek revenge."

"Don't worry about it, she doesn't have the guts to do it." "How do you know?" "Because she still wants to live." Josiah sneered. He pointed at the scar on his chest. "If she did not want to live anymore, she wouldn't have stabbed me here every time."

Ysabelle did not understand. "Why is that so?".

"Meredith knows it better than anyone that stabbing someone in this place will not kill them."

Josiah continued, "Don't you get it? Meredith is smarter than anyone else. She will not do unrewarding stupid things."

"But Yena..."

"Enough!" Josiah interrupted Ysabelle, irritated. "I have made my decision. You can stop." "But you haven't told me why you did it," Ysabelle asked tentatively, "Josiah, do you still like her, which was why you used this opportunity to force her to stay?" Josiah, who was flipping through his documents, suddenly stopped. His eyes had hints of surprise in them.

After a while, he looked up at Ysabelle. "Back when Meredith was the city's most famous heiress, I never liked her then. Now that she has fallen to grace, selling herself, do you think I will like her? Ysabelle, aren't you afraid of offending me when you ask me this?" "I'm sorry, Josiah. I didn't think before I spoke." Ysabelle noticed how darkened his expressions were, she was so frightened she immediately apologized. At the same time, she was rather delighted too. Josiah was right. When Meredith was at her peak, he did not even like her. How can he like her now?

Why would Ysabelle have such pointless worries? To further emphasize that Meredith was selling her body, Ysabelle deliberately spoke on Meredith's behalf. "Josiah, Meredith has no choice but to sell her body to earn for her daughter. I hope you understand."

"Have you said enough?"

"...alright. I'll stop." Ysabelle stood up and said fawningly, "Josiah, I've learned a new recipe. I'll make you some dessert." Then, Ysabelle left his study. However, she did not head downstairs to make dessert, but she went to Yena's room.

Meredith was just sending a message to Zya about hiring a nurse for Nia when she heard the door open. She quickly put her phone down and continued massaging Yena.

When Meredith saw it was Ysabelle, she secretly let out a sigh of relief. Ysabelle saw the unconscious Yena and sneered, "What, you're already slacking when you've just started the job? Aren't you afraid that Josiah would fire you?" Meredith, without any expressions on her face, asked, "Ysabelle, what the hell do you want?"