Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 222

Meredith agreed impatiently. “Don’t worry, Jeremy. I’ll be there on time tomorrow night with my parents.”

“That’s great, then.” Jeremy hung up the phone after saying those last three words.

He looked at the darkened screen, his slender, dewy eyes reflecting a secretive light.

Madeline had gone straight back to the apartment. After entering the house, she saw that Felipe was already up.

He sat at the table by the French windows, wearing loose casual clothes. He was watching the financial news on his phone while elegantly biting on a piece of toast for breakfast.

Seeing that Madeline was back, he gave her a gentle smile. “Miss L.ady’s sales performance is booming. Every piece of jewelry that you’ve designed has become popular. I think you stand a great chance of winning the grand prize for this year’s GMA International Jewelry Design Competition.

“Also, I brought you the fragrance materials you need. You can continue with your dreams and career here with peace of mind.”

Listening to every word Felipe had said, Madeline was grateful. “Thank you, Felipe.”

Felipe smiled faintly. The pair of mysterious eyes showed a gleam of bright light. “What I want is never your thanks.”

soft and warm like a

that Madeline was a little lost, Felipe laughed a little. “Don’t worry, I won’t force you to do anything. As long as you’re happy, I’m willing to be your

in front of her, and her heart

was this smile that had scattered

Felipe’s company and encouragement in the past three years, she

of the

Whitman Manor. He walked into the villa compound with a gift in

that it was Felipe, the butler immediately reported to Old Master

resting in his room, suddenly tightened his

three years ago, but back then, he avoided seeing Old Master

really wanted to meet Old Master Whitman. She just did not expect to see Eloise and Meredith sitting on the sofa while chatting happily with Mrs. Whitman when she entered the house. Sean was

today?

entering while holding hands, everyone in

was coming down from the stairs, saw Madeline and Felipe’s interlocking fingers. He

you Jeremy’s uncle, Felipe?” Meredith was suspicious. “Uncle Felipe, why are you with

Crawford, please be careful with your words. Vera is my fiancée.” Felipe seldom got angry and had always been a gentleman, but at this moment,

with a whoosh. She sneered, “Felipe, you sure know how to