Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 218

Madeline shook her head. “I still didn’t handle it well enough. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be suspecting me again and again for being his damned ex-wife.”

Madeline carried bitterness in her emotions when she said the last two words, but she quickly smiled at Felipe faintly.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m no longer the silly and stupid Madeline Crawford. I won’t disappoint you with the chance of rebirth that you’ve given me.”

Felipe curled the edge of his lips and smiled. There was a touch of mystery in those bright and deep eyes.

Madeline helped him to take off the coat that had been dampened by rainwater and got him new toiletries.

He took a shower and put on a white bathrobe, wiping a few strands of his wet hair with a dry towel.

He entered Madeline’s room naturally. Seeing the cutie asleep on the bed, Felipe bent down slowly and dropped a loving kiss on Lily’s cheek.

“Felipe, I’ve cleaned up the room.” Madeline entered the room softly.

Felipe turned and walked toward her. “I’ll be going back to Whitman Manor in two days. Come with me.”

“Okay.” Madeline nodded.

“Rest early. Goodnight,” Felipe said with his head bowed. His thin, pale lips landed between Madeline’s eyebrows without staying on unnecessarily long. He turned around and went out quickly, closing the door smoothly.

in a daze,

not a fool. Felipe only helped her so much because

when she was accused by Meredith of stealing the necklace six years ago.

had already been helping her

she felt that he was too mysterious. It could even be said that

gentleman, a

told her that he had a hidden

shook her head to force herself to stop thinking

car. Even after the lights in Madeline’s apartment

“Felipe Whitman.”

name came out from

to care about Madeline’s

“No.”

suddenly denied something and thought of Madeline who had been on the operating table

was no pulse. She was

could no longer doubt it anymore. It was just that Vera was having such

not help but think that she

looked at the wound that had been bandaged not long ago. He caressed the gauze

his gaze

I would rather it be

me and hate me to my bones, I can