Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 315

Looking at Jeremy, he really did not seem to be joking, but Madeline did not think about really having another relationship with Jeremy again. On that night spent in April Hill, she had simply used his drunken state to deceive him.

She would not allow herself to be played by this cold-blooded man again.

Madeline wanted to break free, but her consciousness was slowly slipping away. She even felt her body gradually changing.

The drug had dampened her senses, making her lean unconsciously into Jeremy’s chest.

She was about to lose control of her gradually slipping consciousness as she took in the cold fragrance and the warm feeling of his body.

Meredith had really gone all in. She had only taken a sip and did not expect the drug to be so effective.

Sensing Jeremy carrying her into the room, Madeline, with the last traces of her clear-headed willpower, grabbed his collar firmly. “Jeremy, let me go…”

She had said, but she found her voice to have become unusually charming. She was obviously trying to reject, but the tone made it sound like an invitation instead.

Jeremy glanced at the ever more charming girl in his arms and continued to move forward.

“Quickly put me down! Jeremy, you can’t…”

was still murmuring when she

be scared. I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want

a stream of refreshing

really surprised

in there. It’ll be

with unprecedented tenderness, and

and just as he was about to take off her dress, Madeline pinned his

it myself,

Jeremy nodded lightly.

Madeline nodded strenuously and released her clenched

bathroom door, Madeline immediately turned

a cool breeze blew.

windowsill, listening to the sound of the

heart like the dense rain outside

evidence that could prove her innocence. However, he had not hesitated to destroy the evidence in

while in tears whether he thought it mattered or

had sneered and questioned her back, “Are you dead

brought her pain that pierced her heart. At this moment, however, the pain was piercing his heart