Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 190

Meredith ran toward them like a madwoman, completely forgetting about her gentle and kind persona in front of Jeremy.

She raised the bottle and aimed it at Madeline’s face.

In the nick of time, Jeremy raised a hand to stop Meredith.

He pulled Madeline behind him. Intoxicated as he may have seemed a moment ago, Jeremy now glared at Meredith with displeasure, completely sober.

“What are you doing?”

Seeing Jeremy protect Madeline had Meredith struggling to keep her anger in check. However, she also knew that tears and acting weak were the only things she could do in this situation.

“I didn’t actually want to hit her, Jeremy. I just don’t want to see this woman always with you.” She complained hurtfully, placing the bottle back down.

“Can’t you tell, Jeremy? She even did plastic surgery to look like Madeline so that she can attract your attention. Jeremy, don’t be fooled by this woman.”

Jeremy turned to look at Madeline’s flawless skin at the words ‘plastic surgery’.

future Mrs. Whitman could speak in such an irresponsible manner. My appearance is a gift from my parents. Who are you to accuse me of plastic surgery? And even if I had done plastic surgery, pray tell why I would turn myself into a dead

‘dead woman’ pierced

remaining sign of drunkenness had immediately vanished. The pain of losing Madeline and the woman who loved him the most woke him

brushed past Jeremy to stand in front of Meredith. “If you have time to throw a tantrum, Miss Crawford, I suggest you use it to think about why I was the first person your fiancé called

“You…”

again, Mr. Whitman. We wouldn’t want this soulmate of yours

that, Madeline

before turning around to reach for Jeremy with a

That woman’s not worth ruining our relationship

but Jeremy had

to stare at her, displeasure swimming in the deep gaze. “How did you know I’d be

in Meredith’s eyes. There was no way she would tell him that she had her own people spying him. “I didn’t know you were here, Jeremy. All I knew was that I was worried because

hurt fell cooperatively from her

another woman to come between us again,

of was Madeline’s face when he looked at Meredith’s tearful

had taken root in his heart, any other woman had become the mistress—including

villa

it was also filled with traces of Madeline. Madeline’s death did not