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…”

have been Mrs. Whitman long ago had it not been for that old man. Well, I suppose it’s not too

attack and

her heart sink as unease

hospital is he at,

coldly. “Who are you to know about

her hand, she

my man? You think just because Jeremy did what he did today because he likes

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

you’re so sure that he only kissed me

at Meredith’s throat, unable to

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

her eyes harsh and fierce. “Why won’t you get lost already, Madeline? How many times must I remind you that Jeremy is mine? You should know by now what happens when you

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

grew demonic before

Madeline’s mind supplied her with scene after scene of torturous imagery.

the one….” Blood rushed to Madeline’s head. “Meredith,

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

shivered. Right as she was about to counter the other, Meredith pushed her

that Meredith had

be coming after her, but she was shocked to find Meredith point the blade of the knife

you doing, Meredith?!” She yelled, her heart thumping inexplicably hard in

out of this, Madeline!” Staring at Madeline as she spoke, Meredith suddenly raised the

“Stop!”

“Ah!”

Madeline’s protest and Jackson’s yell of agony

marred with a long wound, Madeline felt her heart clench in pain. Blood began to leak out of the long gash, staining

believe Meredith’s actions. Not even tigers would prey

her hands. Then she used both her hands to grab Madeline’s right and began

could you? Why did you have to hurt my son? Hurt me instead,

Madeline’s head ache with

was Meredith’s plan

Mrs. Whitman exclaimed in shock, “Oh My God! My precious grandson! How could you be so ruthless, Madeline Crawford? How could you

doors just

cry and shake.

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

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

she could finish explaining

“Jeremy, it wasn’t me…”

“Bang!”

hard enough

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and shivered as the pain stabbed into her and spread throughout her body in waves. Climbing back onto her feet with difficulty, she was slapped

woman! I’ll make your life a living hell if anything happens

her feet, Madeline found herself falling to the floor again as Mrs. Whitman pushed. This time it was her head that knocked against the coffee table. Her forehead was cut on

her vision and

Jeremy! Why does Madeline have to come after

again

baby will be fine.” Jeremy comforted Meredith as he marched out. “Don’t worry, I’ll

promised Meredith, a promise

turn around to smirk victoriously. Never would she have expected Meredith to cut her own son’s face just

be to

angelic appearance, so cute and innocent, potentially marred for life had Madeline’s chest

patch

nurse rush

face. “How

now. The child’s lost a fair amount of blood and we need an infusion, but the hospital doesn’t have

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

Haha.

but laugh at the scene before

just how fake

very fake act turned into something magnificent in

he walked over to

anything happen to our son, Jeremy!” Meredith looked at Jeremy with teary eyes and followed

no, Jeremy.

to wail, clutching Jeremy

baby dies? How could Madeline be so cruel? Why can’t she just hurt me? Why

bloodlust bloom in the space between

she turned to the

was just like Meredith’s, the rare RhAB blood

a quick inquiry, the doctor waved off her initial concern about the situation

worth of her blood, leaving her body

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to leave only to have Jeremy’s voice ring out

just donated her blood to my son?

“Huh? Oh, that one.”

Madeline hid herself in

it disgusting to know that it was

crouching as

Jeremy’s figure leave and vanish from sight, just as Madeline’s consciousness began to give. It was already the following day when she woke. Her legs cramping from her position as she stood with a hand braced on the

present and the wound on

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

back,

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 die, then Jeremy definitely would

years ago! The only reason he’s still

shocked by the

even the words

she be so fickle with her biological son’s life

That was inhumane!

of anger, Madeline walked

to see Madeline and her expression shifted immediately. “Why are you

“You are inhumane, Meredith!”

hand to slap it across

did you slice your own son’s cheek open, how can you even wish death upon him? How could a woman

dark 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 her phone. Reading

pay for slapping me, Madeline.

was about to try something and she was right. She watched as Meredith undid her updo and mess it up, then

“Help! Jeremy, save me!”

suddenly bawled,

began to gather, but most importantly, Jeremy arrived

Meredith on the floor, her clothes amiss and her hair a mess like a frightened doe,

I just want our kid to be fine,” She wailed, tears and snot

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into Jeremy’s arms in terror, vividly creating the image of the

the same old trick

gazes on Madeline. Madeline had long been accustomed to these looks, but she still could not get used to the murderous and cold look Jeremy

a face that she loved deeply. Yet, it no

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

gritted his teeth as he spat out these

travel from the soles of her feet through her whole body.

a child, but the child had died during her imprisonment. Since she’s also been a mother, why can’t she understand

want your child and your

child, Madeline suddenly clenched her fist and her feeble body suddenly rushed

Meredith’s collar and slapped her

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

hurts!”

so suddenly and Jeremy did not expect that Madeline would suddenly lose her mind and rush over with so much

of force to finally push Madeline

the wall behind her. The immediate pain was so much so that she could not straighten

he glanced at Madeline. That glance was alike a poison-laced awl as it plunged

hurting physically and mentally. She also had no more energy

from where the tumor was. She trembled and took out the painkillers from her bag. As she was about to take one, a

came a large man who

doing? Let go of

the pain in her body became more and more unbearable as

into the car and Madeline saw Jeremy’s cold face

black coat, looking

snatched it away,

know pain as well don’t you, Madeline? When you hurt my son with

a cold voice. Flicking his palm suddenly, he

of the tumor hurt so bad that it made it hard for

ordered and the car

Jeremy was taking her but she endured the severe pain whilst

believe what I say, but I will still say it. I

“Shut up!”

his terrifying and malicious

more word and I will

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the window. The sky was overcast as if it was going

at the sections of road that seemed to be gradually familiar,

the car freely

the surrounding environment, Madeline’s eyes

you bring me

facing Jeremy’s back,

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

the ground, clutching where the tumor was. She took a deep breath, enduring the pain, and then she raised her

front of her, noble and cold, his

her teeth, her vision was being gradually blurred by

chin with his warm

you experience for a moment, a

“What?”

understand. She could only see the white snow falling from

He suddenly ordered, shaking off Madeline

sounds of chiseling a stone wall. She turned her head abruptly and saw several bodyguards smashing the grave with stone hammers

a “boom” in

“No! Stop it!”

and wanted to run to stop them, but Jeremy grabbed

cried, tears

Jeremy, but the man smiled lightly. “Now you know fear? Why were you not afraid

I never hurt your son! Tell them

that had long been riddled with hole-like wounds seemed to be covered over with salt in this split moment. The deep and dense pain burrowed into her bone

broken open and two urns, one large and one small, were

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

all my fault! You can

feet, bowing desperately to him, begging for mercy,

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

at the ashes in his hand in a daze. Her face was as white as paper, and she was clutching

this is also your daughter,

have one child, and his name is Jackson

of ashes in the glass bottle and suddenly loosened