Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

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Jeremy said as he sat down. Meredith tugged at him pretentiously.

“Jeremy, I don’t think this is a good idea. Maddie doesn’t look too pleased.”

Madeline wanted so badly to throw her glass of juice on Meredith’s face. She wanted to ask her which one of her f*cking eyes saw that she was not pleased about this?

Amid the silence, Madeline heard Jeremy saying calmly, “Who is she to deny us?”

Hehe.

Yeah, who is she?

She had always been nothing to him.

When Meredith saw that Madeline did not dare to say anything, she was extremely pleased.

She put down her purse and sat down next to Madeline. However, she did not expect Jeremy to sit down next to Madeline.

Meredith was taken aback, on the other hand, Madeline was surprised as well.

However, based on their identities, there was nothing wrong with Jeremy sitting next to her.

Despite feeling unhappy about this, Meredith did not dare to make a fuss. So, she could only sit next to Felipe.

After she sat down, Meredith felt that this was rather nice. After all, Felipe was handsome and he had an exceptional demeanor.

Jeremy’s food arrived in a blink of an eye. They were all Meredith’s favorite food. When Madeline saw them, she lost her appetite.

She knew she told herself to not care about this, but her fragile heart kept getting bloody and bruised.

At this moment, Jeremy placed a spicy dish in front of Madeline. It was as if he was purposely going against her. “I ordered this especially for you.”

“…” Madeline lifted her head in confusion.

Jeremy was smirking. “Don’t you like spicy food? Especially tacos with hot sauce.”

“…” Madeline was suddenly amused. He still remembered her eating a taco with hot sauce with Daniel on the side of the road. This had even become the thing that he would bring this up occasionally to strike her down and humiliate her.

“Maddie, Jeremy ordered this just for you. You have to eat more.” Meredith added just in time.

Madeline looked at her with an amused look on her face. “How could I possibly have the appetite to eat this in front of a mistress?”

Meredith’s face changed and it became extremely dark. Jeremy stopped eating as well. “Madeline, are you trying to make something out of nothing?”

“How would I dare?” Madeline smiled briefly at Jeremy. “It’s so rare for you to sit down and eat with me, darling. I don’t even have time to be happy about this.”

Jeremy’s piercing gaze landed on Madeline while he had a fake smile on his face. “If you’re happy, then you should eat more.”

“Thank you for your kindness, darling, but I’m already full.” Madeline looked at the man opposite her. “Mr. Whitman, I should go back to the office now. Thank you for lunch.”

Felipe nodded. “Okay.”

Madeline got up to leave, however, she was sitting next to the window and the aisle was next to Jeremy.

Her heart started beating erratically. “Mr. Whitman, please move out of the way.”

It was as if Jeremy did not hear her. He did not react.

Madeline asked again while feeling slightly embarrassed. “Mr. Whitman, please let me through.”

When she saw that Jeremy was not moving, Meredith was extremely pleased. She loved when Jeremy forced Madeline into awkward and impossible situations.

“Jeremy Whitman, please get out of the way.” Madeline used ‘please’ for the third time. Her face was slightly red.

Jeremy finally lifted his head to look at her frantic eyes. “Are you talking to me? I thought you’re talking to that Mr. Whitman.”

Madeline looked at the unbelievable man in front of her. Finally, he got up lazily.

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“I’ll send you back.”

“…” Madeline was shocked.

While surprise was blown wide on Meredith’s features and she began to plead coquettishly. “But you promised to go shopping with me, Jeremy.”

“You can wait for me here first.” Jeremy walked over to Madeline without even sparing Meredith a glance. “Let’s go.”

“It’s alright. I can go back myself.” Madeline quickly rejected him. She had no idea what Jeremy was playing at, but she did not like the atmosphere it came with.

“Is there someone else you’d prefer to send you back, if not this husband of yours? Perhaps another Mr. Whitman?” Jeremy’s gaze bored into her, the words left unsaid reaching her anyway.

Not wanting to fight anymore, Madeline stopped protesting and let Jeremy send her back.

Madeline could not help the joy then ran through her when she turned to find Meredith’s indignantly puffed cheeks about to explode.

Jeremy took the guise of sending her back as an opportunity to warn Madeline.

“Don’t let me see you getting close and touchy with Felipe again,” His voice rang out, devoid of warmth.

“Why?” Madeline blinked innocently at Jeremy, her voice saccharine-sweet when she spoke, “You are my husband, yet you seem to have no qualms hugging and getting chummy with other girls on the street. So why can’t I even have dinner with the opposite sex?”

Jeremy paused, almost like he was surprised by Madeline’s reaction.

He stared at her. With the faint makeup dusting on her exquisite and small face coupled with glistening eyes that shimmered under the light, Madeline looked intelligent and innocent.

His mind blanked for two whole seconds before Jeremy got ahold of himself and what pretense of warmth he had in his expression vanished. With a tinge of anger in his actions, he reached out to clutch her by the chin. “So is this how you seduced Felipe? By putting on an innocent and pitiful look?”

Madeline smiled through the pain. “Whatever floats your boat, Mr. Whitman.’

“Madeline!” Jeremy exploded in anger, the fury in his eyes burning hot enough to cremate Madeline.

Thinking about how he was about to punish her, Madeline had not expected him to bend down and bite hard on her neck.

Chupse.

It hurt and Madeline tried to push Jeremy away, only to realize that he had her pressed firmly against the wall.

A good few seconds later, he let her go.

It was supposed to be a cold winter, yet Madeline felt hot and her cheeks burning.

Jeremy pulled her scarf off, leaving the bright red mark on her neck available for all to see.

Proud and satisfied with his work, he pulled a frantic Madeline into his chest.

“You’re not allowed to buy scarves anymore.”

He warned, his tone leaving no room for protest.

Madeline was at a loss. “What do you want from me, Jeremy?”

Jeremy’s charming features chuckled evilly in the reflection of her dark eyes. “Weren’t you praying to be mine? Why can’t I kiss you, I’m your husband, right?”

“…” Madeline flushed bright red, unable to refute.

Indeed, they were technically husband and wife.

“I’m going to the company!” Madeline struggled against his hold. “The love of your life is still waiting for you, go to her.”

Instead of letting her go, Jeremy pulled Meredith closer toward him. His hot breath fanning against the shell of her ear. “Why are you so adamant about pushing me away to another woman? I thought you told me you loved me. Or is this just how you show love?”

Madeline’s heart thumped in her ears. Right as she thought she was about to go crazy, Jeremy let go of her.

Frantically, Madeline began to straighten out her clothes. Turning around, she found Felipe Whitman, staring at them from the doors of the restaurant.

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Madeline felt her racing heart calm immediately and the heat leave, her blood cold in her veins.

Haha.

To think that she had actually thought that he was jealous. What ludicrousness.

When it was merely just him being a possessive alpha male, asserting his dominance.

She was merely a prop in his play.

Madeline smiled mirthlessly, as she felt Jeremy approach from behind. “I shall leave my wife in your hands, Uncle Felipe. Thank you in advance for looking after her,” He thanked Felipe.

Felipe smiled gentlemanly. “Of course.”

…

While Madeline had not bought another scarf, she did buy a band-aid to cover up the red mark Jeremy left on her.

She sat down and began to work. Not long after, she began to receive angry texts from numerous unknown numbers. All of them scolding her about how shameless she was to seduce Jeremy.

It was almost too easy to guess who the culprit behind was when no one else but Meredith would send her such texts.

To warrant such a reaction from Meredith, Madeline knew that she must have also seen Jeremy holding her by the corner of the wall.

Ignoring the malicious texts, she continued to work.

After another while, servants of the Whitmans called her over for dinner.

Madeline had decided to visit Old Master Whitman anyway since he had not been doing so well as of late.

Clocking out, Madeline made a stop to buy the Old Master’s favorite muffins before taking the bus to the Whitman Manor.

Entering through the doors, he was met with the sight of Meredith eating fruits lazily on the sofa. Next to her laid Jackson, asleep with his head on a bolster.

The sight of the child had Madeline’s heart clenching uncontrollably.

The pain always a prerequisite to the memory of the night her labor was induced and the child she had never gotten the chance to see.

“Hello.”

Meredith showed no surprise at the sight of Madeline.

Ignoring her, Madeline continued to walk into the house. Approaching the stairs to look for the Old Master, she heard Meredith’s dark voice sound from behind. “The old f*ck isn’t here.”

Madeline turned sharply at Meredith’s words.

“That’s still Jeremy’s grandfather, Meredith. How could you refer to him like that? What if the Whitmans hear you?”

“Hmph.” Meredith snorted and spared Madeline a disdainful glance. “What’s wrong with me calling him an old f*ck if that’s what he is? Why, does it hurt you?”

“Meredith…”

been for that old man. Well, I suppose it’s not too bad now that he’s been sent to

had a heart attack and got

felt her heart sink as unease settled in

hospital is he at,

you to know about that? Who do you think you

in her hand, she marched ferociously toward

you to steal my man? You think just because

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at Madeline. Her anger must have been driven by the humiliation of Jeremy’s actions

only kissed me for fun? Why spend so much money to have people

lumps at Meredith’s throat, unable to be

had the Whitman servants call me? What did you call me here

suddenly grabbed Madeline by her wrist, her eyes harsh and fierce. “Why won’t you get lost already, Madeline? How many times

to prison? Did you forget how Jeremy killed the illegitimate child in your stomach to

grew demonic before

supplied her with scene after scene of torturous imagery. Especially at the mention

rushed to Madeline’s

my fault he found out something he shouldn’t.” Meredith lowered her voice, an evil look swimming in her

about to counter

Madeline staggered backward only to realize that Meredith had walked back and picked up the fruit knife on the

she was shocked to find Meredith point the

“What are you doing, Meredith?!” She yelled, her

you’re gonna get out of this, Madeline!” Staring at Madeline as she spoke, Meredith suddenly raised the fruit knife

“Stop!”

“Ah!”

protest and Jackson’s yell of agony rang out at the almost same

long wound, Madeline felt her heart clench in pain. Blood began to leak out

prey

back by Meredith who shoved the fruit knife into her hands. Then she used both her hands to grab Madeline’s right and began to wail, all while holding Madeline tight enough that she could not struggle

you have to hurt my son? Hurt me instead, leave

from the top of her lungs, making Madeline’s head ache with how loud she was being. Madeline stared

this was Meredith’s plan all

downstairs and toward them. Seeing the scene, Mrs. Whitman exclaimed in shock, “Oh My God! My precious grandson! How could you be so ruthless, Madeline Crawford? How could you attack

through the doors just as she

cry and shake. “Jeremy! Madeline tried to kill

thought when he walked into the house had been a complaint about how everyone was so noisy. However, hearing Meredith’s words, his eyes shifted to the fruit knife and Jackson whose face was soaked

blood drained from her face as she stared at the man walking toward herself. “It wasn’t me,

before she could finish explaining

“Jeremy, it wasn’t me…”

“Bang!”

kicked her hard enough to send

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onto the floor and shivered as the pain stabbed into her and spread throughout her body in waves. Climbing back onto her feet with

your life a living hell if anything happens to my grandson!” Mrs. Whitman warned harshly,

it was her head that knocked against the coffee table. Her forehead was cut on

her vision and

come after me all the time?” Meredith began to wail

threatening and terrifying gaze swept over Madeline again before he

Jeremy comforted Meredith as he marched out. “Don’t

a promise that

against the pain and stood. Her heart shook as she watched Meredith turn around to smirk victoriously. Never

how evil must one be to

Jackson’s angelic appearance, so cute and innocent,

to the hospital. Allowing the doctor to quickly patch up the wound

a nurse rush out of the

nurse, tears streaming off her face.

is the least of the problems now. The child’s lost a fair amount of blood and we

shifted slightly and she rushed to interrupt. “I’ll do it, Nurse. I’ll do it! You can take all my blood if

Haha.

but laugh at

was just how fake

this very fake act turned into

he walked over

son, Jeremy!” Meredith looked at Jeremy with teary eyes

later. “The doctor said no, Jeremy.

to wail,

so cruel? Why can’t she just

bloom in the space

clenched and she turned to the blood

her blood type was just like Meredith’s, the rare

off her initial concern

of her blood, leaving her body too exhausted

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only to have

donated her blood to my

“Huh? Oh, that one.”

Madeline hid herself in the emergency

it disgusting to know that it

crouching as she

shivering from the cold. Curling into herself by the corner, she watched Jeremy’s figure leave and vanish from sight, just as Madeline’s consciousness began to give. It was already the following day

present

wall, she found Meredith on the phone, approaching the emergency staircase, just as she was about to inquire

back, hiding behind

So some woman just happened to step up and donate blood for that thing. I don’t know where she came from but I hate it. She should’ve just let the thing

damn eyesore. He should’ve died two years ago! The only reason he’s still

shocked by the words

these even the words of

hers and Jeremy’s son. How could she be so fickle with her biological son’s life

That was inhumane!

the fumes of anger,

around to see Madeline and her expression

“You are inhumane, Meredith!”

raised a hand to slap

Yet you? Not only did you slice your own son’s cheek open, how can you even wish death upon him? How

and wretched look glossed over Meredith’s features. “You b*tch! How could you hit

on Madeline, Meredith was suddenly held back by a unique notification on

pay for slapping me,

right. She watched as Meredith undid her updo and mess it

“Help! Jeremy, save me!”

bawled, climbing

gather, but most importantly,

Meredith on the floor, her clothes amiss and her hair a mess like a frightened doe, Jeremy quickly rushed over

want our kid to be fine,” She wailed, tears and snot everywhere as

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terror, vividly creating the image of the

had played the same old trick but

long been accustomed to these looks, but

loved deeply. Yet, it no longer held the gentleness

this moment, as Jeremy was holding Meredith, his cold, blade-like eyes pierced

gritted his teeth as he spat out these three syllables, each

of her feet through her whole body. It was

she herself had been pregnant with a child, but the child had died during her imprisonment. Since she’s also been a mother, why can’t she understand a mother’s feelings?”

Do you want your child and your

her grandfather and the murdered child, Madeline suddenly clenched her fist and her feeble body suddenly rushed

up Meredith’s collar and

still dare mention my grandfather and my child! Why were you not the one who died,

hurts!” Meredith

and Jeremy did not expect that Madeline would suddenly

bit of force to finally push Madeline away

pushed violently, her back hitting the wall behind her. The immediate

at Madeline. That glance was alike a poison-laced awl as it plunged into Meredith’s

still hurting physically and mentally. She also had no more energy to explain and so turned away

way back, Madeline felt a lot of pain from where the tumor was. She trembled and took out the painkillers from her bag. As she was about to take one, a black car stopped in front of her all

door opened and out came a large man who

are you doing? Let go of

her body became more and more unbearable as she

the car and Madeline saw Jeremy’s

looking cold and abstinent, so

Jeremy snatched it away,

you hurt my son with a knife and bullied

asked in a cold voice. Flicking his palm suddenly,

pale. The area of the tumor hurt so bad that it made it hard for her to

and the car quickly sped on

severe pain whilst she looked at the man with a tough and

I say, but I will still say it. I didn’t hurt your son,

“Shut up!”

interrupted angrily, his terrifying and

more word and I

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to shut her mouth. She glanced out the window. The sky was overcast

road that seemed to be gradually familiar, Madeline’s nerves

of the car

at the surrounding environment, Madeline’s eyes

did you bring me

facing Jeremy’s back, but the man ignored

grandfather and the dead child. She no longer had the strength to stand, and the bodyguard had pushed her toward the

ground, clutching where the tumor was. She took a deep breath, enduring the

front of her, noble and cold, his aura was inviolable and

teeth, her vision was being gradually blurred by

pinched Madeline’s chin with his warm fingers. A terrifying smile in his

for a moment, a

“What?”

see the white snow falling from the sky, obscuring Jeremy’s appearance in her

He suddenly ordered,

turned her head abruptly and saw several bodyguards smashing the grave with

“boom” in Madeline’s head, then it

“No! Stop it!”

and wanted to run to stop them,

cried, tears

but the man smiled lightly. “Now you know fear? Why were you

hurt your son! Tell

hole-like wounds seemed to be covered over with salt in this split moment. The deep and dense pain burrowed

ask anyone to stop. The grave was quickly broken open and

instantly felt as if she could not breathe anymore. Her eyes

fault! You can vent

bowing desperately to him, begging for

not even look at her. He reached out and took the urn containing a small

a daze. Her face was as white

this is also your

one child, and his name

the small pile of ashes in the