Chapter 437

Chapter 437Chapter 437
There is no one to ask even if she wanted to ask about the truth.
In the end, she said softly, “Yena, when will you wake up and tell me the truth? If you don‘t wake up, I
really won‘t think about it anymore, and I won‘t ask about my past anymore.”
When Josiah asked her not to think or listen, she actually decided to do it.
There was only this woman named Yena, and Meredith had always been brooding about her.
After getting out of the hospital, Meredith received a call from Quinley.
Quinley called her from an unfamiliar number, but Meredith heard her voice and said immediately, “I‘m
sorry Quinley, I have already asked Joe about Maeve, Joe he...”
“Meredith.” Quinley interrupted her and sighed helplessly, “Maeve is dead.“.
“Ah?” Meredith was stunned for a moment. “Why did she suddenly die?”
“She probably couldn‘t stand the pain in prison, so she chose to commit suicide.”
“Maeve committed suicide?” Meredith was even more surprised.
Based on what she knew about Maeve, she did not appear to be a suicidal person at all.
“Yeah,” Quinley smiled bitterly and said, “this is Josiah‘s style. No matter who the other party is, as long
as he or she offends him, he will force the other party to death without showing any sympathy.” After
she finished speaking, she immediately said, “Don‘t get me wrong, Meredith, I’m telling you about this,
just to inform you that you don‘t need to intercede for Maeve anymore, because there‘s no need to do it
anymore.”Meredith suddenly felt a little dull pain and discomfort in her heart.
Although Maeve did not seem to have any good intentions, she never thought of letting her die.
It was really too pitiful for a good person to die like this.
Did she really do something wrong?
Should she have insisted that Josiah let Maeve go?
At night, when Meredith told Josiah about this matter, Josiah asked with a slightly gloomy expression,
“Who did you hear this from?”
novelbinIt was this sentence again.
Every time she asked him about the past, he was always extra vigilant, and he was particularly
concerned about who told her.
Meredith looked at his deep face and asked, “Joe, why do you care so much about what I hear every
time? Are you so worried about me contacting my old friends?” “...” Josiah said without changing his
expression, “Yes, because I don‘t want you to be driven crazy by those false stories about your past
again.”
“What kind of past is it that makes me crazy when I think about it?” She whispered to herself, “Joe, I
suddenly became curious and I want to know.”
Josiah‘s heart tightened slightly and walked toward her. He gently took her into his arms.” Edith, why
are you saying this again? Didn‘t we agree to live the present well and ignore the past?”
“But...I‘m a little scared,” Meredith said softly.“Scared of what?”
“I’m afraid that if Joe doesn’t really like me, one day he will treat me like Maeve.” “Why do you think
so?” Josiah was a little anxious. “Edith, you are different from Maeve. You are my wife.”
“I heard Maeve say that Joe is very heavy–handed and cruel with his wife too.” Meredith looked up at
him and said, “What did you do to me before?”
After what happened to Maeve, she began to feel a sense of fear for him. She believed that this kind of
fear definitely did not come out of thin air.
It must have existed somewhere in her memory.
Josiah sighed helplessly and rubbed her head. “Edith, you just asked me why I reacted so strongly
every time. That‘s the reason. You trust others too easily, doubt yourself, and make yourself upset.”
“Well, are you going to tell me or not?”