Chapter 575

Meredith was slightly out of breath because it was hard to breathe while feeding Josiah. "I didn't ask you to sit on my lap and you're sitting too close," Josiah responded. Meredith instantly understood what he was implying and inched further away from him. She then continued feeding him by mouth. Meredith had to admit that the soup tasted horrible. After a few rounds, Meredith felt disgusted and almost wanted to throw up. Looking at how she was frowning, Josiah teased, "And I thought only I thought the soup tasted weird." Meredith glared at him. Josiah did it on purpose. He purposely made her share the horrible-tasting soup with him. "You bastard, Josiah Shelby!" Meredith cursed softly. Josiah found her ridiculous. "You're the one who made the soup, shouldn't you be the one who's the bastard?" He leaned in closer to him and kissed her on the lips but she avoided him. "Let me neutralize that horrible taste in your mouth." He then forcefully pressed his lips against her as h