The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 230

Freya took Derek upstairs, helped him to the bed, and went to the bathroom to get some water to wash

up his face.

"You can leave now." Derek didn't want to stay with her anymore. The original aim to admit to letting

her in was...

Now that he had achieved his goal, he did not want to see her again.

"Okay..." Freya saw that Derek's expression was strange. Instead of pestering him any longer, she left

the place considerately. However, before she left, she took a deep look at the closed door.

She would come back again. Although she didn't believe in 'love at first sight' in the past, now... She felt

as if she could not let go of this man.

Not only because of his outstanding appearance but also because of the fragility he had just shown,

she could not ignore him.

Derek was the only one in the room. It was quiet and there was even a sense of deathly stillness, which

made the man feel suffocated.

He had already drunk a lot of wine, but his mind was not dizzy, but it became much clearer.

And when he looked up and saw the sofa, he could imagine Meredith waiting for him here yesterday

and fell asleep.

The scene was so peaceful and quiet, but in just one day, everything changed, just like he was awake

from a dream.

Suddenly, the man seemed to remember something. He walked over and looked at a thermal box on

the table. It had a plain appearance but was picked up by him as if it was a precious treasure.

It was Meredith who brought it yesterday. She forgot to take it away with her.

Derek opened it. The soup inside was already cold, but he could still smell a faint fragrance. The

ingredients inside were very rich, which were all his favorite. It took a lot of effort to make it.

Derek suddenly felt a little pain in his eyes. He closed the lid and asked someone to reheat the food

inside, but as he ate, he couldn't help but think wildly.

He wondered if that woman had gone back now.

Although she told him not to care about her, he still couldn't completely ignore her.

Thinking about it, Derek called Damian. "Has Meredith gone back yet?"

Damian had already fallen asleep. When he got the call, he looked at his watch and found it was

already early in the morning.

"Miss Mason?" Damian thought for a while, "She said she went to see you. Isn't she at your place

now?"

Derek stood up immediately, "What? She's not home yet?"

Just now, he was so shocked and angry that he didn't have anyone send her back. How could she go

back so late, as a pregnant woman?

"I'll send someone to search her immediately." Damian also realized the seriousness of the problem

and quickly got out of bed.

Derek became sober right away. He quickly got up and asked someone to check on Meredith's

whereabouts from the video camera.

...

Meredith was alone and did not know how long she had been walking. In a foreign country, she was

unfamiliar with the surroundings at all. And it was so late, she didn't see any public transportation at all,

but only private cars passed by in front of her, without stopping at all.

Meredith laughed at herself. When she saw a trash can, she walked over without hesitation, tore up the

report in her hand, and threw them in.

Throughout, she did not cry, and there was not even a trace of superfluous expression on her face.

"Throw them all. Those thoughts and obsessions should be abandoned as simple and natural as Derek

abandoning her." She thought.

Today, she felt that she could wait for Derek to find her and spend the first night with their baby, so she

let the driver go home.

Now that she thought about it, she was really funny.

Wandering on the streets alone might also be a lesson for her.

Meredith walked on in despair. She didn't want to take a taxi or call someone to pick her up. She just

wanted to be alone, find a place where no one knew her, and let emotions floating.

However, after all, she had been outside for so long and it was inconvenient for her to walk further.

After walking for a while, Meredith felt tired and found a bench to sit down. Looking at the street lamp

not far away, she was in a daze.

Derek didn't want her anymore. Now that she was in this big city, she was like a homeless vagrant. It

was never her home, but a shelter Derek gave her. Now, she was going to lose it too.

Before she knew it, a wave of fatigue and helplessness hit her. Meredith felt a little dark in front of her NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

eyes. It was only then that she remembered that she had not eaten dinner, and her body, which was

already prone to hypoglycemia, could not hold on any longer.

"No..." Meredith took out her phone and tried to call for help, but she couldn't resist the pain and fell on

the bench.

...

Derek called Meredith over and over again, at the same time he sent someone to look for her.

Only then did he see a lot of calls and text messages from Meredith on the originally silent phone.

Today, she was so excited to tell him the news, but she only got that result.

Derek held the phone tightly in his hand, while Meredith didn't answer him all the time.

Could this be considered her revenge on himself?

Derek was so angry that he almost smashed everything in front of him. How stupid was this woman?

Even if she wanted revenge, did she have to take revenge with her own body and safety? She was so

stupid.

However, he still needed to contact other people, so he could only refrain from the thought of smashing

his phone and continue to wait anxiously...

Finally, Damian called him. "Found her, boss."

Damian sent people to search everywhere and finally found Meredith's whereabouts on a park bench.

Derek arrived at once. When he arrived, he saw Meredith lying on the bench, looking like a homeless

person. The accumulated anger in his heart dissipated, and there was only endless heartache.

Derek took off his clothes and covered Meredith, then said to others, "Why didn't you take her to the

car? Just watch lying her here?"

Although the weather was not cold now, it was still a bit chilly at night. Sleeping here without even a

blanket, she was easy to catch a cold. Pregnant women would suffer a lot if they catch a cold here.

"I..." Damian's lips moved. He wanted to carry Meredith into the car, but... If he carried her in such an

intimate gesture, his boss would be furious.

Therefore, he could only call a group of people to surround Meredith and keep her out of the wind, not

daring to do anything.

Derek glanced at him and picked Meredith up from the car. "Go to the hospital."

Damian heaved a sigh of relief and was about to drive when Derek suddenly said, "Don't go to the

hospital where Meredith's mother is in."

Damian couldn't help but frown.