Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 390

Staring down at her like a champion looking at the loser, the man oozed with a frightfully domineering aura.

“You wouldn’t waste my time unless you want a painful death coming your way.” He warned frostily.

Meredith coughed twice for the sake of it and raised her head with difficulty. “I… I know I shouldn’t have lied to you, Jeremy. But… But I promise, the love I feel for you is real. I love you, Jeremy, I really do—”

“Cut the bullsh*t,” Jeremy interrupted emotionlessly.

Meredith fell face-down on the ground and bit her lip. “Alright, I’ll tell you…”

Head down, Meredith’s eyes flashed with deceit. ‘If I can’t get this man, Madeline, then you can forget about getting a shred of his love as well!’

She clenched her jaw and swore internally before opening her mouth to say, “There was an elective I took with Madeline in my freshman year, and there was a girl with the nickname Linnie in that class. Madeline and I had accidentally taken a look at her diary, and we found out that she shared a past with you, Jeremy. So I…”

Meredith paused before continuing, “The girl transferred for some reason in the end, but I managed to steal her diary before she left. I think Madeline wanted to pretend to be that girl too, but she couldn’t because I was a step ahead of her.”

and begged with

Jack? You were

Then, he turned around to leave,

with her rigid throat, but

center, Jeremy sped his way to the

cigarette and stared

Madeline had told

face while she lay by his feet, accusing him of turning back on the promise he made to her when they were young. He was shocked and mere moments away from believing that Madeline was indeed the girl

fact remained that Madeline was not such a

without a thought of repayment—a virtue

woman peek at the contents of another’s diary, and then

erratically in his chest. After taking a long drag of the cigarette, he exhaled a puff of

an epiphany. It was an explanation that resolved every confusion and question

split second, he could not

figure slowly standing from what should be Madeline’s grandfather’s grave. Her figure was a replica of