Ysabelle suppressed her urge to smile. “Meredith, you said you’re not a whore? Now, who would ever
believe that? Everyone knows about the things you’ve done at the club. You’re just ab*tch yet you want
to pretend otherwise? I’m dying with laughter!” “Then, just think of me as a whore. Since I am such a
nobody, just fight hard to become Missus Shelby, you don’t have to waste your time and energy on
me,” Meredith said before lowering her head to continue massaging Yena.
Although it was the weekend, Josiah spent all his time working in his study. By evening, his phone
rang. When he saw it was his good friend, Liam, he immediately answered the call and put it on the
loudspeaker.
“What’s going on?”
“I heard that you recently like to hit the Luna Club? Why are you not taking me there when you know
I’ve returned to the country?”
“I’m not going,” Josiah said with a calm voice while going through some documents. “Why? Is it
because Miss Meredith is no longer there, so you abandoned the Luna Club?” “Maybe.” “Josiah, are
you actually admitting to it?” Liam said in disbelief. “You know I never liked going to those places.”
Josiah could not hide his feelings. “I only liked to go in there previously because Meredith was there. I
could find happiness in torturing her. Now that she’s not there anymore, I’ve naturally lost my interest.”
“Josiah, you’re sick.” Liam continued exclaiming, “So you brought her to your mansion so that it would
be easier for you to torment her?”
“That’s right.”
“You’re…terrifying.” “If you know I’m terrifying, you’ll immediately shut up and hang up the call, if not,
don’t blame me for bringing you over too.” Liam gasped and immediately hung up. Josiah closed the
folder when a knock suddenly came from the door. Lily’s voice came through, “Sir, dinner is ready, do
you want to have it now?” “Alright, I’ll come down immediately.”
It was dinner time and Josiah was indeed quite hungry. When he arrived downstairs, he could smell the
aroma of the dishes. His gaze was rather in a daze.
The smell of the dishes seemed rather familiar. He walked to the dining table and had a seat. Looking
at the four dishes and a bowl of soup on the table, even the colors of the dishes looked familiar.
He picked up his utensils and had a taste. Sure enough, it was Meredith’s cooking.
Back then, although his marriage with Meredith was not considered a happy one, they respected each
other. Meredith said that the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach, so she had spent a lot of
time in the kitchen studying recipes. Later on, she did indeed gradually manage to find a way through
his stomach. He did like her cooking. It was only a pity that before she could find a way to his heart,
she had the affair. Lynn, one of Josiah’s kitchen staff, immediately explained when she saw Josiah
furrowing his brows at the dishes, “Sir, tonight’s dinner is made by Miss Meredith. I told her that four
dishes were not enough, but she refused to listen.”
Josiah was eating alone. Four dishes were more than enough. However, usually, Lynn would prepare
at least eight dishes with an additional soup. Josiah had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He
never had the habit of being frugal. Naturally, he was casual about it. “Why did you let her make
dinner?” Josiah asked coldly.
“She insisted on doing so.”
When Meredith heard what Josiah said, she came out of the kitchen, saying, “Sir, I heard that your
stomach isn’t feeling so well recently, so I made some comfort food for your stomach. I don’t mean
anything else by that.
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