The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 46

Meredith wished she could rush over and kill this vicious woman with a knife. How could she be so

despicable? But what made her even angrier was the fact that she herself was unable to fight against

her despicable acts.

Although Meredith knew very well that what lay ahead of her was a fire pit, she could only jump into it

without hesitation.

That little bit of happiness she got just now was gone, and instead, she found it very ironic. Meredith

was in no mood to do anything. She opened the album to watch the photo again.

"Mom, are you okay?" Meredith's eyes reddened as she looked at the frail woman on the screen.

Who would have thought that the woman on the screen was once a famous and powerful woman in J

City?

She had used to be beautiful and well-known, but now she could only breathe with the help of those

terrible tubes in her body.

Holding tight to her phone, a trace of determination flashed in Meredith's eyes. She had to find out her

mother's location as soon as possible. She could not allow her mother to fall into the hands of these

people anymore.

While thinking, Meredith suddenly noticed a detail in the photo. There seemed to be a name written on

the cabinet of the hospital, but it was too indistinct to be clearly seen.

Meredith sent this photo to Julius immediately, who was far away abroad, and asked him to try and

recover it to see if he could find any clues.

When the picture was being transferred, suddenly, the sound of the door opening came through.

Meredith put away her phone instantly and looked up. Derek was back.

The man saw her put her hands behind her body as if she was hiding something from him, and there

was a bit of panic in her eyes. He frowned and got displeased, "What are you doing?"

Meredith shook her head and pretended to be carefree, "Nothing."

There was no need for Derek to know about her mother. She had just asked him for help today, and

she didn't want people to think that she was wanting for more and making requests ungratefully.

Derek stared at Meredith's face. Her eyes were a little red. He didn't know if it was because she had

cried or what. Anyway, there must be something hidden from him.

The feeling of being excluded made him upset.

"Don't let me ask you this again." Derek's eyes followed her, and his tone was decisive and

overbearing.

Meredith's eyes dodged his a little, and then she acted as if nothing had happened, "It was really

nothing. I was just chatting with a friend. You don't have to care about this, do you?"

When Derek heard her out, he was sure that Meredith had been lying, but it was not his style to keep

pressing on.

What was more... Who was she to him? And why did he need to care if some hateful woman's eyes

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Thinking of this, the man said coldly, "Then don't appear in front of me looking so guilty. You're

disgusting."

When Meredith heard this, she lowered her eyes and answered flatly, "I see. I'll go out to help cook

dinner."

...

Soon, it was the weekend.

Meredith got up early, made the bed, and intended to go home.

Although she had been moving lightly, she still woke Derek up.

Watching her leaving discreetly from behind, the man couldn't help but frown. What the hell was this

woman doing?

These days, Meredith had almost been visibly absent-minded.

Derek was upset, so he wouldn't put forward that question to her. Now, she was leaving so discreetly...

Derek's face darkened, as if he had thought of something. He threw the quilt away and got up.

Meredith didn't ask the driver to send her home, but took the bus back to the Masons alone.

When Derek learned that she had intentionally gone out alone, he was even more certain that Meredith

must have done something shameful.

This damned woman. He thought of what Parker had said. That man seemed to have said that Derek

needed to communicate more with Meredith when off duty.

Was she so eager to find the next man for herself?

With anger in his eyes, Derek called Meredith directly.

Meredith was sitting on the bus, staring blankly. She was so preoccupied that her eyes looked dim and

lifeless.

When she heard the phone ringing, she hesitated for a while before picking it up. The moment she saw

it was from Derek, suddenly she had an ominous feeling.

"Where are you now?"

Derek's voice remained cold as usual and his tone did not rise or fall, but Meredith could still hear some

suppressed anger in his tone.

Derek was angry?

Meredith was a little frightened. She could not help but show some weakness in her tone, "I'm on my

way to the Masons. I want to go home today, is that okay?"

"To the Masons?" A sarcastic smile hovered on Derek's lips. If she was going back to the Masons, why

would she act so furtively?

"Come back now. I need to see you in half an hour."

Meredith was in a dilemma. Derek's tone was authoritative. If she refused him, she would make him

angry for sure. But if she didn't go back today, who knew what the Masons would do to her mother?

"No, I really can't. I have to go home. Believe me. I'll go back tonight."

"Meredith, to me, you don't have the right to say no." Derek heard her refusing him and narrowed his

eyes.

Was it because he had been too kind to her recently that this woman got such an insatiable idea?

"If you don't return to the Xaviers in half an hour, then you don't have to come back anymore."

Derek said coldly and hung up the phone.

Meredith listened to the cold beeping sound and smiled helplessly. At this moment, the Masons also

called to urge her to hurry up.

At this instant, Meredith suddenly felt exhausted. No matter which family she went to, she couldn't find

the direction.

But for her mother, she had to go to the Masons today, even at the cost of making Derek angry.

...

When Meredith arrived at the Masons, she had already missed the deadline Derek had set for her.

She raised her head to look at the place where she had grown up, took a deep breath and rang the

doorbell.

The door was opened immediately. When she was about to go in, a basin of cold water was suddenly

splashed over her body. Not only was the water cold, but it also stank. When the water was splashed

over her body, Meredith froze for a moment.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I didn't see anyone." Clara covered her mouth hypocritically and whispered into

Meredith's ear, "But this look suits you well. You look like a dog in the water, just like when you went to

jail, which is so disgusting."

After that, she walked away with a smug smile.

Meredith clenched her fists and tried to tell herself to calm down. She didn't come here to cause

trouble. She had to find out where her mother was.

Resisting the urge to rage, Meredith took out a tissue to wipe the water off her head and face, and

walked into the room.

Wesley had already been waiting inside. When he saw dirty water was dripping down her body

ceaselessly, he looked disgusted, "Meredith, can you be a little more decent? You've made the floor in

the house dirty."

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