The Good Girl's Revenge

Meredith waited in the villa for a few more days, but there was no news. Although she saw the money she threw away on purpose was picked up, there was still no sign of anyone looking for her. Perhaps she really had no choice.

The look of dismay came over Meredith's face.

For the next few days, perhaps Meredith was always so depressed that she caught a cold.

Her cold, coupled with the fact that she was pregnant and could not take medicine, made her feel worse quickly.

When Derek got the call, the maid said tremulously. "Young master, Miss Mason contracted a fever.” Derek frowned and said in a somewhat serious tone, "When?"

Because of the unpleasant thing a few days ago, he had already neglected Meredith for several days. He didn't expect that he would be bothered with her again soon.

"She caught a cold the day before yesterday, and now got a temperature.”

Originally, those who took care of Meredith thought that it was nothing serious, and did not dare to disturb Derek. They just gave her the medicine normally and thought that she would recover soon. They didn't expect she was getting steadily worse, so they had to find Derek to avoid the situation keeping darkening.

"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"

Derek threw the documents aside, took the car key, and strode out. He rubbed his forehead and his eyes darkened. And he drove quickly to where Meredith was.

Walking into the room, he saw Meredith was lying on the bed and he could only see her small face with the size of a palm. She had recently become thinner, making her more sympathetic and likable, although she had gained weight during her pregnancy.

Derek stared at the woman with her eyes closed. Was she fighting against him silently?

Because he didn't allow her to leave, she made herself so haggard?

"Where's the medicine?" Derek was in a bad mood. "Is this how you tend to her?"

All the people present were reprimanded and did not dare to make a sound. Only the maid who had been nursing Meredith said slightly, "Young Master, it's just... One can only be cured when finding the right medicine. Miss Mason has always been depressed. We've tried many times, but there's nothing we can do about it. And over time, she can't bear it. That's why she is like this now." Derek was even more upset when he heard this. "Won't you find a way to make her happy? Get out. I don't hope it happens again, or all of you will be fired then.”

When Derek finished speaking, everyone felt relieved and rushed out, afraid that if they were slow, they would be affected by his fury.

Derek also knew that he was taking it out on others. He was well aware of why was Meredith unhappy, even to the point of affecting her health. But could he feel free to just let her go?

Staring at Meredith's quiet face, the man clenched his fists. "Meredith, you don't even want to stay with me?"

However, thinking of it, Derek still sat down, watching over Meredith. Now, the doctor would not use common medicine, so Derek just used physical cooling methods, hoping to bring her temperature down.

Derek sat there, taking the towel off Meredith's forehead again and again, which was warm from her body heat, and placing it on her body after soaking it in cool water.

Meredith was vaguely conscious that someone was taking care of her. The man was not very skilled, but he was very gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing her sleep.

This reminded Meredith of the time when her mother was still around. Back then, her mother was still starting up their own business with Wesley, and the living conditions were far from the good ones later. When she had a fever, her mother always used this method to ease her discomfort. "Mum..." Meredith opened her mouth and whispered, she didn't know who was taking care of her, but people would always be vulnerable when they were sick, and needed someone they trust for protection, so, instinctively, she called out.

Derek's hand paused. When he heard Meredith's voice, which was full of attachment and sadness, his heart suddenly ached for a moment. How could he not understand Meredith's sentiment of missing her mother?

Realizing this, his touch was more gentle. "So, why did you leave? Stay by my side, I will help you find your mother and get rid of your anxiety and scare. Why did you choose Parker?"

Meredith was in a state of semiconsciousness, and it was rare for Derek to say something deep in his heart. Anyway, she wouldn't hear it clearly.

"Do you think I'm still not good enough for you?"

Derek was actually unsatisfied. He gave more attention to Meredith than any other woman. He would rather fight against the Xaviers's will for her sake, but the response she gave was too disappointing.

Parker, the illegitimate son of his father, was the root cause of his mother's lifelong unhappiness. Therefore, he could not, no matter what, allow that Meredith was scheming against him with such a person.

This made him feel humiliated.

Meredith frowned. She heard what Derek said, but she thought she was dreaming.

"I haven't... Why don't you believe me..."

In her sleep, the figure of Derek appeared. And Meredith couldn't help but explain to him that the child in her belly was his and she really hadn't hooked up with anyone else. Why didn't he believe her?

Hearing this, Derek just thought Meredith had a nightmare again, dreaming of false accusations from the Masons. Therefore, he subconsciously gripped Meredith's hand, and Meredith did the same to him, as if she had grasped something important to her.

Derek stayed with Meredith like this for a long time, and then he was also a bit tired, so he simply got into bed and slept next to Meredith, allowing her to lean into his arms and get warm.

Meredith did not know how long she had slept. By the time she opened her eyes, it was already dark. She was a little dazed, but was aware of a person beside her, and, moreover, she was tugging his clothes for dear life.

What did she do?

Meredith got shocked. She wouldn't seize someone in the villa, would she? That was terrible. Thinking of it, she quickly released her hand, trying to wake that person up.

Derek also fell asleep. After being touched by Meredith a few times, he opened his eyes and saw she was awake. He asked in a hoarse voice, "You are up. How do you feel?"

Because he had just woken up, he just said this subconsciously, so there was less tension between them, but more warmth when he spoke to Meredith.

Meredith was stunned. She felt certain it was Derek's voice.

But why was he here now? He didn't come here for a few days.

Moreover, his voice was fairly gentle. Why was that?

Meredith felt fuzzy. "Why are you here?"

Derek chuckled about her question. "This is my home. Why do you think I'm here?"