Still Loving You Nonetheless novel Chapter 421

Chapter 421 Eight to ten years was definitely not a short time. “Yeah, I didn’t expect that Josiah would love you this much, to the point that he was willing to put Maeve in hell just to protect you.” Quinley wiped away her tears and said, “I went to see Maeve the other day and she broke down and even got on her knees, begging me to save her.

She said she was wrong and would never make rash decisions anymore.”

Quinley then secretly observed Meredith’s reaction.

Meredith paused a while before responding, “For a young lady, eight to ten years is indeed a bit too much.” “Yes, and that is why Maeve broke down and even got onto her knees,” Quinley added, “but of course, she was not begging me for mercy, she was begging you instead.”

“Me?”

“Yes. It was Josiah who put her in jail, and aside from you, who else could help her? And Maeve knows of this, of course. But she could not see you so she asked me to help her and talk to you instead.”

Quinley held Meredith’s hands tightly and said, “Meredith, for the sake of our old times, help her out, won’t you?” “But…how could I possibly help her?”

“Josiah loves you a lot and he listens to you as well. I’m sure he’ll let Macve go if you put in a few words for Maeve,” Quinley stole glances at Meredith’s reaction before going on,” Meredith, Maeve only did what she did because she cares about you, and she wanted to help you get back your memories.”

Quinley did not feel bad for Maeve nor did she care about how spending eight to ten years in jail would affect Maeve.

She only did Maeve a favor as she was worried that Maeve would do as she threatened her back then – coming clean about everything to Josiah.

“Sure.”

“Meredith, I’ll buy you a meal some other time. Let’s have Maeve join us too,” Quinley went on, “and don’t worry, we will not bring up a word about the past.” “Okay.”

“I’ll get going now.” Quinley walked away but stopped to turn and look toward the garden. There, Meredith started picking up the paintbrush and started to paint. She was back to being calm and peaceful.

Inwardly, Quinley thought, ‘Women who receive a lot of love seem as if they do not have any worries.’ And just like that, jealousy started welling up in her chest.