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…”

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

a heart attack

unease settled in the

is he

you to know about that?

the fruit knife in her hand, she marched ferociously

You think just because

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her head to glare at Madeline. Her anger must have been driven by the

if you’re so sure that he only kissed me for fun? Why spend so much

Words formed lumps at Meredith’s throat, unable

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

by her wrist, her eyes harsh and fierce. “Why won’t you get lost already,

illegitimate child in your stomach to console me? Did you forget how your mentally

grew demonic

wretched expression, Madeline’s mind supplied her with scene after scene of torturous

rushed to Madeline’s head. “Meredith, you

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

as she was about to counter the other,

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

she was shocked to find

you doing, Meredith?!” She

gonna get out of this, Madeline!” Staring at Madeline as she spoke,

“Stop!”

“Ah!”

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

marred with a long wound, Madeline felt her heart clench in pain. Blood began

even tigers would prey on their young. How could Meredith

by Meredith who shoved the fruit knife into her hands. Then she used both

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

the top of her lungs, making Madeline’s head ache with how loud she

this was Meredith’s plan

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

just as she

cry and shake. “Jeremy! Madeline

been a complaint about how everyone was so noisy. However, hearing Meredith’s words, his eyes shifted to the fruit knife and Jackson

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

froze her before she could finish explaining herself. “You need

“Jeremy, it wasn’t me…”

“Bang!”

kicked her hard enough to send

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the coffee table as she fell onto the floor 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 again by

hell if anything happens to my grandson!” Mrs. Whitman warned harshly, before pushing

as Mrs. Whitman pushed. This time it was her head that knocked against the coffee table. Her forehead was cut on

spots appeared in her vision

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

and terrifying gaze swept over Madeline again before he turned around to carry a

be fine.” Jeremy comforted Meredith as he marched out. “Don’t worry, I’ll make the culprit

promised Meredith, a promise that solidified Madeline’s impending

as she watched Meredith turn around to smirk victoriously. Never would she have expected Meredith to cut her own son’s face just to frame her, but that

be to

appearance, so cute and innocent, potentially

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

watched a nurse rush out of the

the nurse, tears streaming off her face. “How is my son,

lost a fair amount of blood and we need an infusion, but the hospital doesn’t have blood packets that fit your son.

I’ll do it! You can take all my

Haha.

not help but laugh

how

turned into

walked over

looked at Jeremy with

run out not a minute later. “The doctor said no, Jeremy. I can’t give my blood

began to wail, clutching

Jeremy? What if our baby dies? How could Madeline be so cruel? Why can’t she just hurt me? Why did she have to

bloom in the space between Jeremy’s

to the blood

was just like Meredith’s, the rare RhAB

doctor waved off her initial concern about the

Jackson 500c.c worth of her blood, leaving her body too exhausted

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turned to leave only to have Jeremy’s voice ring out

blood to my

“Huh? Oh, that one.”

the nurse’s reply, Madeline hid herself in the

know that it

jaw and crouching as she saw

body ached and the blood donation had left her 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 when she

her body was still present and the wound

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

back,

frustrated tone drifted over. “Hmph. 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 die, then Jeremy definitely would not go easy

a damn eyesore. He should’ve died two years ago! The only

shocked by the words out of Meredith’s

even the words of

How could she be so fickle with her biological son’s life just to make Jeremy

That was inhumane!

the fumes of anger, Madeline walked out

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

“You are inhumane, Meredith!”

hand to slap it across

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

glossed over Meredith’s features.

Madeline, Meredith was suddenly held back by a unique notification on her phone. Reading its display, Meredith broke into a sinister and terrifying

slapping me, Madeline. I’ll make your life a

She watched as Meredith undid her updo and mess it up, then

“Help! Jeremy, save me!”

suddenly bawled, climbing away

importantly,

a mess like a frightened doe, Jeremy quickly rushed over to carry her in his

fine,” She wailed, tears and snot everywhere as she stared at Madeline

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terror, vividly creating the image

played the same old trick

had long been accustomed to these looks, but she still could not get used

that she loved deeply. Yet, it no longer held the gentleness it

this moment, as Jeremy was holding Meredith, his

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

from the soles of her feet

was crying nonstop. “Jeremy, how could Madeline be so cruel? She told me that she herself had been pregnant with a child, but the child had died during her imprisonment. Since she’s also been a

child and your grandfather to die

Madeline suddenly clenched her fist and her feeble body suddenly rushed towards Meredith with all her

collar and

Why were you not

hurts!”

not expect that Madeline would suddenly

finally push Madeline

back hitting the wall behind her. The immediate pain was so much

turned around. Before leaving, he glanced at Madeline. That glance was alike a poison-laced awl as it plunged

no more energy to explain and so

and took out the painkillers from her bag. As she was about to take one, a black car stopped in front of her all of

car door opened and out came a large

you doing? Let go

the pain in her body became more and

car and Madeline saw Jeremy’s cold face

black coat, looking cold and

Jeremy snatched it away, and seeing that it

with a knife and bullied Meredith, have you ever thought that they

asked in a cold voice. Flicking his

tumor hurt so

ordered and the car

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

will still say it.

“Shut up!”

terrifying and

say one more word and I will

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glanced out the window. The sky was

at the sections of road that seemed to be

stopped. Jeremy got out of the car freely while Madeline was dragged out

environment, Madeline’s eyes widen in

why did you bring

facing Jeremy’s back, but the

dragged to the grave she had built for her grandfather and the dead child. She no longer had the strength to stand, and the bodyguard had pushed her toward

was. She took a deep breath, enduring the pain, and then

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

Madeline asked, gritting her teeth, her vision was being gradually

over and pinched Madeline’s chin with his warm fingers. A terrifying smile in his slender and alluring

you experience for a moment, a

“What?”

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

suddenly ordered, shaking

her head

“boom” in Madeline’s

“No! Stop it!”

yelled. She had gotten up and wanted to run to stop

it! Don’t!” Madeline cried, tears falling wantonly from

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

never hurt your son!

and her body that had long been riddled with hole-like wounds seemed to be covered over with salt in this split moment. The

The grave was quickly broken open and two urns, one large and one small, were

not breathe anymore.

your son and Meredith. It’s all my fault! You can vent your anger at me,

at Jeremy’s feet, bowing desperately to him, begging for mercy, even accepting those

and took the urn containing a small pile

a daze. Her face was as white as

Jeremy, this is also your

“I only have one child, and his name is Jackson Whitman.

at the small pile of ashes in the glass bottle and suddenly loosened his