The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 74

Derek's tone was still cold and commanding, and Meredith shook her head. "Don't bother. I can deal

with it later."

The ointment was usually very pungent, and Derek might find it unpleasant to apply it in the car, so

Meredith decided to deal with it after they leave the car.

"It's not that hard." Derek looked at Meredith and shook his head. His eyes darkened. This woman was

really brave enough. Her wound was swollen like a steamed bun, but she didn't want to deal with it until

they come back.

"Let's go back to the company." As Meredith was speaking, Derek suddenly opened the car door on her

side and picked her up from her seat.

Meredith was startled, but the man quickly opened the back door and put her in, in a not very gentle

way. "Bring me the ointment. I'll help you with it."

Since Meredith didn't want to do it herself, he would do it for her.

"Ah? It's not necessary..." Meredith was shocked. The help from Derek was a joke for her.

But before she could finish her words, Derek grabbed her calf and lifted her injured foot.

"Ah!" Meredith called out lightly. She was wearing a dress now. Although she wore leggings, she still

felt uncomfortable about being lifted up by a man like this.

"I'm fine. I'll do it myself." Seeing that he was serious about helping her, Meredith blushed for this.

Meredith hurriedly reached out to get the ointment back from the man's hand, but Derek didn't mean to

let her go at all. Instead of loosening his grip on her leg, he exerted more force on her.

"Don't move." Derek's voice was hoarse and sexy. It made Meredith's whole body numb and she didn't

dare to move anymore. She just pressed her skirt and looked at the man's movements.

Derek lowered his head and applied the ointment on his hands. Meredith looked at his side face, which

was as elegant as a sculpture. There was an irresistible concentration in his eyes. As the saying goes,

a focused man was the most handsome one. Meredith didn't agree with it before, but now she couldn't

be distracted from him.

"It might hurt a little, you have to bear it." Derek took off Meredith's high heels and looked at the terrible

height of them. Being a woman was really tiring.

"Yeah, it's okay." Meredith woke up from her dazed state and quickly turned her head away from Derek.

How could she be immersed in him...

Before Meredith had time to despise herself, there was a sudden sharp pain in her ankle, which almost

made her cry out. However, she quickly held back. When Derek finished applying the ointment,

Meredith almost bit her lip bleeding.

"If it hurts, just scream out. Don't try to be strong." Derek glanced at her. It was the first time he had

seen a woman so patient.

Usually, those girls cry loudly when they get a little hurt for others' sympathy.

However, Meredith's silence and strength made him feel better. He picked up his shoes and threw them

aside. "Next time don't wear them. Jameson only cares about your look. You can tell him stop."

Meredith retracted her feet and felt the heat remaining on the skin he had just touched, making her

heart warm again.

"I see. It's actually my problem. I haven't tried these sort of shoes in a long time. I'm not used to them."

Meredith lowered her head, afraid that Derek would see her blushing face.

Derek went to buy her a pair of flats and gave her a ride home.

Meredith didn't reject him. She couldn't even walk now, and there was nothing she could do for the

company. She should have a good rest before going to work.

Derek called for her servant and watched her helping Meredith walk into the house, then he left.

As soon as Derek left, Vivian, who was holding Meredith, immediately pushed her away. "What a fox." NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

The moment she saw Meredith and the dress she was wearing, she could almost guess what had

happened.

How could she attract him? She's a murderer, but she can make the young master like her so much

that he had bought her so many presents.

"Hiss..." Meredith was pushed by her in unprepared. Her ankle had just eased a little but hurt again. A

wave of pain came and made her eyes wet.

Vivian was really not willing to give up, but she was the heroine who took care of Derek, so the family

valued her very much. Meredith really felt bitter about her.

"Don't be complacent. Even if the young master treats you well now, he's just fooling around with you.

One day, you'll still have to get out of here."

Meredith rested for a while. When she heard this, she was very helpless. She had kindly advised Vivian

before, but she didn't seem to listen at all.

In the eyes of Derek this sort of people, there was no difference between Meredith and Vivian.

It's just...

Meredith's heart skipped a beat at the thought of the man's serious look today, but she quickly shook

her head. Vivian's words reminded her.

She couldn't have affectionate feelings on him, otherwise, it would hurt her alone.

However, although Meredith thought so, Vivian didn't take what she said seriously at all. When she

thought about Meredith's clothes and everything she had, she felt nothing but extremely jealous.

If Derek could accept a woman who had been in prison, then he might love her too.

She must find a way to be in love with Derek.

Meredith was at home for a few days in bored, then she remembered Ava and Director Chow.

She found a paparazzi's phone number in a tabloid and leaked the message to him. She had thought

that Ava would be in trouble while she would get a bonus herself.

Unexpectedly, the paparazzi said she had no evidence for leaks and they were afraid of being sued, so

they couldn't post it.

Meredith was a little disappointed. After all, she had seen and heard it herself. If she can post it, it

would definitely make Ava in trouble. If she was in trouble, she wouldn't have so much energy to

slander against her.

"If it is real, you'd better get some reliable evidence yourself, even if it's just a few photos. And the

price, it's a piece of cake."

Meredith hung up the phone and fell into deep thought. The paparazzi's offer was really tempting. As

long as she could get a picture with her face, even if there was only one photo, it was six figures, which

was an unbelievable figure she could never earn by herself in years.

With this money, she would have the courage to go out and find a nursing home. Perhaps, she could

also ask Derek to help her find her mother, and then she would no longer need to be threatened by the

Masons with her mother.

Thinking of this, Meredith felt that the adventure was worth it. That day, she heard the room number,

and the time. She could dress up as a waitress and sneak into the hotel.