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Chapter 562 Meredith lifted her head to look at Yoseph. Then, shaking her head, she said, “No. As long as Nia is still
alive, I am willing to wait even if the chances are slim.” At least Nia still existed. At least her daughter was not dead.
At least…she could start hoping for a miracle to happen again. Josiah’s doctor was giving orders to the nurses
about the room transferal procedure. The doctor also emphasized appointing a professional caretaker to look after
Josiah. There was a flicker in Meredith’s eyes. She looked toward the doctor and said, “I’ll take care of him.”
“Ma’am?” Surprised, the doctor looked at her and asked, “You’re going to take care of Sir?”
“Yes.”
Josiah mentioned that as long as she was well-behaved, he would let her visit Nia.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“But..” The doctor looked conflicted as he read the room.
There was a moment of silence and no one dared to say a word. Jenny, on the other hand, bit the bullet and said,
“We can’t possibly allow that, can we? Sir only ended up in this situation because of Ma’am. So how can we allow
her to take care of Sir?” The doctor was also worried.
Yoseph, on the other hand, said, “Doctor, let’s just have Ma’am to take care of Sir. I trust that Ma’am wouldn’t do
anything to hurt Sir again.”
Only Wesley and Yoseph knew that Meredith was desperate for Josiah to get better. So that she could see Nia as
soon as possible. “Alright then. We’ll have Ma’am to take care of Sir,” The doctor replied. After Josiah was
transferred to the normal patient ward area, he was recovering fast. On the next day, he could already eat by
himself. And Meredith was well-behaved. Aside from staying in the ward to take care of Josiah, she only went home
to prepare meals for him.
Josiah could finally taste her cooking again.
The last time lie got to eat what she had prepared was before she regained her memories looking at Meredith who
was taking care of him, Josial felt a bit bliter deep down. After all, he knew that Meredith was not doing it because
she wanted to.
“Sir, you may cat now,” Meredith said politely after setting the lable belore hiin.
looking at the table of dishes, Jonial frow slightly. “You didn’t make all these, did you?” “Thr weather in toomuld
outside today, I didn’t get go go home lo prppare meals,” Meredith
daher. “Oui Director I’ranklin online dishes specially prepared by the chess in the hospital Ticy los lotes that none”
“Just because it’s cold outside you didn’t go home to prepare meals?” Josiah did not care so much about the taste.
What bothered him was her attitude and sincerity. He reached for his phone and checked the temperature. It was
merely ten degrees celsius and Josiah thought that she even had a driver to drive her around.
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Feeling rather guilty, Meredith nodded. “Yes.” To be honest, she simply did not want to cook for him. Over the past
few days when she was in the kitchen preparing meals for him, she would think about how Nia was suffering all
alone overseas. And whenever she was reminded of all the disgusting things that he had done to her, she would
have the urge to poison his food again. But for the sake of Nia, she could not kill him.
Hence, she decided to stop making meals for him. “Meredith Leighton, aren’t you worried that I’ll be displeased by
your insincerity?” He asked flatly. Meredith felt her stomach drop. “I’m not trying to give any excuse but even the
doctor agreed that the chefs’ cooking tastes much better and would suit you more.” “Are you saying that the doctor
has tried your cooking before?” Meredith was wordless.
“No.”
“Then how would he know if the chefs’ cooking tastes better than yours?” “By looking at it.”