Chapter 897

Meredith's eyes turned wet. She looked at him. "Josiah, are you really planning to apprehend Charlie? Will you not care about Old Madam Shelby or Mrs. Larson?" Josiah leaned in and towered over her. The suffocating feeling was even more overwhelming. Meredith was sitting on the sofa. She subconsciously leaned back, but she still braced herself and said, "Stay away from me." "Meredith, I want to ask you this. Have you asked Charlie the same question before?" Meredith was speechless. "Have you ever asked him, when he decided to attack me back then, did he think about Grandma or Aunt Mary and go easy on me?" "I…" Meredith was stumped. She only explained, "He was instigated by an evil person." "He is an adult. He has his own opinions." "Okay. Even if he is wrong, can you forgive me on my behalf? Don't let him go to prison." "Your behalf?" Josiah swept her gaze and sneered. "Look at you. You're cowering from me, loathing me, trying to protect another man. What could I do on your be