Still Loving You Nonetheless novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15

"She leaped off from the cliff after stabbing me," Ysabelle bawled and continued, "Josiah, what should we do? Meredith is dead...I can't believe that she's dead..."

The warden was terrified when he received the news that he had failed to keep Meredith safe. Hence Ysabelle suggested to the warden to announce that Meredith was dead.

After all, Ysabelle was the one who encouraged Meredith to take her own life. It was impossible for her to be alive after jumping off the cliff.

Ysabelle desperately wanted Meredith to die. She was hell-bent on getting rid of Meredith from Josiah's life.

Josiah felt his stomach drop.

Staring at Ysabelle dazedly, Josiah stuttered, "What...what did you say?"

Ysabelle hung her head low and started sobbing again.

"Say it again! Who is dead?!"

"Josiah...Meredith...she's..."

"Shut up!" Josiah snapped angrily. It was as if he was reluctant to hear about the news, he then shouted, "Get the hell out of here!"

Ysabelle had achieved what she wanted, hence she had no intentions of staying any longer.

Pressing on the wound on her lower belly, Ysabelle left.

Josiah shut his eyes tightly.

When he opened his eyes again, they were blood-shot red.

"What's with this mess?! What in the world was Mister Zyion doing when it happened?!" Josiah was fuming in rage, flipping over the pile of documents on his desk causing them to scatter all over the floor.

Still fuming, he flipped over another pile of documents and shouted, "Get him here right now!"

Finn took a few steps backward and said, ''Mister Zyion was injured while trying to put out the fire and he got admitted to the hospital. It will take some time before he regains his consciousness."

"I don't care. Drag him here even if you have to!"

"Josiah, please excuse me for asking this, but do tell me, what's the point in dragging Mister Zyion here? Do you plan to have him repeat all over how Meredith died?"

Josiah looked up and glared at him coldly before seething, "Get the hell out of here if you have no plans on helping me."

"I've told you that if you keep this up, you're only going to push Meredith to the edge. But you refused to listen. So what now? Are you finally regretting it?"

"What are you trying to say?" Josiah glanced at him and asked.

"I'm trying to tell you that - Meredith is dead. There will never be another Meredith Leighton in this world anymore."

After Finn had left, Josiah tried to get back to his work but he found it hard to concentrate.

All he could think about was how Meredith was dead after jumping off from the cliff.

Feeling agitated, Josiah threw the files on the floor. He then called for his secretary, Mister Wesley, and said, "Send over more help and find me Meredith's body as soon as possible."

"Sir..." Carefully, Mister Wesley replied, "I've sent over a group of people earlier, but the waves are raging white and it'd be difficult for our people to search for Miss Meredith."

Josiah felt something heavy pressing down on his chest. Gritting his teeth, he hissed, "I don't care. Send professionals to do it even if you have to!"

"Sir, please excuse me for asking this. But may I know why you're pushing for this?"

Why?

Josiah could not seem to answer Mister Wesley's question.

Josiah too could not understand why he was being so anxious and irritated at the news of Meredith's death.

Or why he was so determined to find Meredith's body. Was it really because of her blood?

"How many times do I need to repeat myself? It's because I want her blood!" Josiah enunciated each word slowly as if he was saying those words to himself, "Even if she's dead, I will take every single drop of her blood out of her body."

Josiah was trying to convince himself that this was the sole reason he was determined to find Meredith's body.