Still Loving You Nonetheless
Chapter 572

Chapter 572 Looking at the scars, Meredith suddenly found the situation that she was in rather ridiculous. She had clearly resented him to the point that she tried to kill him numerous times, but here she was, acting as if nothing had happened, and they were about to take a shower together Meredith wondered if the day for Josiah and her to be completely out of each other's life would ever come

"What's wrong? Are you captivated by it?" Grabbing her hand, Josiah moved her hand across his chest then traced her fingers across the scars

"Meredith Leighton, I got all of these from you," Staring at her pale face, he scoffed, "don't you feel slightly terrified?"

Meredith had to admit that she was indeed a bit terrified.

When she aimed at his chest and pushed the knife into him, Meredith did not even blink. But she was suddenly frightened at the sight of those scars.

She instinctively pulled back her hand as she wanted to move away from the scars but Josiah held her even tighter.

The more afraid she was, the more Josiah would not let her escape He wanted her to take a good look at how she had hurt him.

"Let go of me, Josiah Shelby!" Meredith frowned as Josiah was not letting her go.

"You're really frightened, huh?" He pulled her into his arms so that her face was leaning onto his chest. "Why are you frightened when these are your masterpieces?" He thought that she would be more terrified and would try to resist him even more

But for some reason, Meredith had calmed down. After a pause, Meredith straightened her back and looked right into his eyes. "Josiah Shelby, take a good look at the scar on my face. Have you forgotten that this is your masterpiece too? Are you terrified? Looking at them?" She turned her face sideways to let him take a better look

"And here." She unbuttoned her sleepwear, turned around, and showed her back to him." Take a good look and tell me if there's a part of my skin that has no scars at all." Looking at her back which was covered with scars, Josiah's eyes darkened.

Meredith turned around to look at him again. "Now, are you terrified? Ask me that question when you do feel scared of what you've done to me.

"Wait, no." Meredith shook her head and corrected herself, "You were the one who accused me of cheating on you and pushing Yena down the stairs. But it is a fact that you locked me up in the psychiatric hospital, and hurt my mom and Nia. So, you should be the one who should be feeling terrified, not me!"

"Are you done?" Josiah seethed as his face was overcast.

"If you're done then shut that mouth of yours and come serve the man that you hate the most.

"He pulled her in closer and pressed his lips against hers. Her sleepwear was already removed and without anything between their skins, they could feel each other's warmth. At that moment, neither of the wounds or scars on their bodies mattered anymore

There was also no point in arguing anymore.

Meredith tried to pull away from him but gave up in the end.

Because she could feel his frustration and desperation through his kisses and she realized that she had once again provoked and angered him.

Meredith hated herself for not being able to control her emotions and would always end up provoking him.

If she kept this up, Meredith did not know when she could finally see Nia.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and tried to respond to his kisses.

She wanted to please him so that he could feel better

Luckily for Meredith, Josiah was a man who could be pleased easily. As long as she obeyed him and was well-behaved, he would be pleased

Shortly, Meredith could feel herself drowning in his heated passion. By the time they got back to bed, both of them were already exhausted. Meredith slowly fell asleep in his arms. Putting aside her ego and pride, she fell asleep within a few seconds In the middle of the night, she remembered that Josiah woke her up and they made out for another session. She could not remember when it started and when it ended.

If it was not because she did not have the strength to get out of bed the next day, she would have thought that it was just a dream.