Chapter 35

Because of the hell that she went through when her blood was taken, Meredith fell asleep quickly
laying her head next to Nia’s bed.

The next day, she woke up as usual at seven in the morning. She fed Nia some breakfast and
accompanied Nia when she got her injection. Before she left, Meredith kissed Nia’s forehead. ‘Have a
good day, Nia. I’ll come to see you in the evening.” “Have a good day too, Mommy.” Nia flashed her a
big grin. “Thank you, darling, I will.” Meredith was working in the same hospital as Zade. By the time
she reached her office, Zade had already bought her breakfast and left it on her desk. “Merelyn, you
look even worse than you did yesterday. Is the wound getting worse?” “No, the wound is getting better.”
She did not tell Zade about what happened last night as she did not want him to worry.

The emergency room was as busy as always. After a whole day of working even though she was sick
and exhausted, Meredith rushed home to do laundry and have a shower.

Upon passing by a wet market, she noticed the owner of the pork stall was clearing away the leftover
meat and he was about to throw away a pork liver that had changed color. She walked up to him and
asked, “Sir, if you are throwing away the pork liver, could you give it to me instead?”

The owner looked at her, puzzled.

“You want this? To feed the strays?”

It was understandable that he was puzzled as this was the first time he met someone as young as
Meredith who was asking for leftover meat.

Meredith nodded awkwardly. “Sure, here you go.” The owner wrapped up the pork liver and gave it to
her. Taking it from the owner, Meredith thanked him gratefully, “Thank you so much. Can you please



keep any pork liver aside for me if you don’t want them?” “Sure. You can pick it up in the evening.”
“Thank you so much.” As soon as she reached home, Meredith started making a soup with the pork
liver. After showering, the soup was ready. Trying a spoon of the soup, Meredith nearly threw up from
the strong fishy smell. But for the sake of replenishing herself from all the blood lost, Meredith pinched
her nose and gulped down the entire bowl of soup. She then rushed toward the sink and started
retching.

“Merelyn, what are you doing here?” Upon seeing Meredith at the clubhouse, Zya asked in surprise,
“You’re still injured, aren’t you? What if Miss Josie have you spend time with the sir again?”

“Don‘t worry, it won’t happen.” Meredith smiled. She believed that after Mister Leon caught a glimpse of
her scarred face, he had spread rumors around the town and no one would possibly want her service.
Her first performance of the day wrapped up smoothly and she received a few hundred dollars as tips.

Toward the end of her second performance, a young lad walked over to her with a bouquet of flowers in
his hands, covering his face. The man came to a stop in front of Meredith and Meredith was startled by
his sudden appearance.

“Merelyn, I like you. Can you be my girlfriend?”

It was Zade Brooks.

There was an uproar of cheers in the crowd. Zade lowered the bouquet of flowers, revealing his face as
he stared lovingly at Meredith who was sitting in front of the piano.

“Merelyn, I’m sure you’re already aware of the fact that I have had feelings for you for a long time. I
don’t care how you look and neither do I care about your past, I…”



“Wait.” Meredith hurried over to him, grabbed his wrist, and hissed, “What are you doing Zade? Do you
want to die?” Eade was confused, of course. He was simply confessing to Meredith…why was
Meredith calking about dying?


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