Still Loving You Nonetheless

At the sight of the spilled red wine on the floor, Miss Josie asked carefully, "Sir, did Merelyn do something that upset you? I'll apologize..." "There's no need for that." Josiah interrupted her and ordered, "Have her serve more customers, and, starting from this moment, she is not allowed to leave the club until she clears her debt for this bottle of red wine." Josiah then walked toward the door. "No!" Meredith ran toward him, grabbed the sleeves of his shirt, and begged, "Sir, I can't be locked up here! I...my family is in the hospital and I have to take care of her, please, I beg you...

Meredith was crying now.

Puzzled, Josiah arched his brows. "Family? You still have family?" From what he knew, the Leightons had cut ties with her when he pressured them to do so three years ago "Yes..." Meredith sniffled.; "Tell me, who else do you have?" "My...my mom." Wiping away the tears on her face with the back of her hand, she added, "My mom had not been well since she was kicked out from the family. Sir, my mom had always liked you and treated you well. You...shouldn't do this to her."

"Is there anyone in Jehovah City that doesn't like me? So what? That didn't stop them from stabbing me in the back." Josiah pushed away from her hands and continued walking out. Meredith froze. What should she do?

What about Nia? Not only was she losing her salary, but she was also losing her freedom. Miss Josie did not know what to say. Putting her hands on Meredith's shoulders, she said," Merelyn, I'm sorry that you got entangled with Mister Josiah." "Ma'am, you have to help me. I really can't be locked up in here." With tears rolling down her cheeks, Meredith begged. Miss Josie shook her head. "The only way that I can help is to have you serve customers that are slightly better. As for the rest, I really can't do anything about them." After Miss Josie left, Meredith felt a churning pain in her stomach and at the same time, nauseated.

Rushing to the washroom, Meredith shoved fingers down her throat, trying to make herself throw up. She wanted to get the tulips out of her stomach.

After several attempts, Meredith gave up and could only chug down tons of water in hopes to dilute the poison from the flowers.

Exideredith's life could have been in danger if the poison of the tulips were strong.

After resting, Meredith was assigned a new job. She was sent to some VIP guest room as a companion. Miss Josie promised to have her serve customers that were more accountable but Meredith was skeptical about it.

However, no matter what reputation the customers had, they would still drink and get drunk in such places.

When she got married to Josiah, Meredith had trained herself to hold her liquor as she wanted to be the perfect wife for Josiah by being his companion when attending all sorts of events and parties. "Aren't you the lady that was playing the piano earlier?" One of the men asked in surprise. Meredith nodded slightly. "You have a good eye, Mister Garrett."

"Goodness, it is really you. You played really well earlier. Do you mind giving me your contact number..."

"Ehem..." His girlfriend that was sitting beside him cleared her throat awkwardly and glanced toward Meredith. "No matter how well she plays, she's still a bar hostess at the end of the day. Why are you getting all excited?" Brushing off her remarks, the man said, "So what if she's a hostess? It's not like she's stealing or snatching."

"You - !"

Seeing how the lovebirds were about to start a fight, Meredith quickly stepped in. "Sir and ma'am, it's all my fault. Please don't fight just because of me."

"Since you admit that it is your fault, you must finish drinking everything on the table!" Meredith scanned the table with more than ten glasses of beer still on it.