Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 208

Meredith did not care about how Old Master Whitman thought. What mattered to her was how Jeremy did.

Her glistened eyes turned to look at the frosty man. “You believe me, right, Jeremy?”

Meredith’s tone was soft as she reached out to grab Jeremy’s hands, trying to get him to believe in her.

Instead, all she got was a cold look filled with doubt that swept sharply over Meredith’s face from the corner of his eyes. Without giving her an answer, he walked away.

“Jeremy, Jeremy…”

Feeling hurt, her tears began to fall cooperatively as Meredith watched Jeremy’s retreating figure.

Eloise began to comfort her sympathetically. “It’s alright, Meredith. Jeremy is smart. I’m sure he wouldn’t fall for such lies!”

Meredith nodded and wiped off her tears. “I’ll go look for him.”

sadly. Lifting her gaze, she

very certain that you had seen how shameless and ruthless

Quinn. Or I’ll

if anything? Your daughter was the one who employed someone else to slander her

“You…”

after watching

open, yet Eloise chose to protect

selfish. Something so selfish that it could blind you from black

smiled bitterly before turning around and walking away with a glass of wine in

soft summer breeze caressed

the corridors, she found herself staring at an ever-so-familiar silhouette leaning on the balcony

railing stood Jeremy’s tall and lithe figure. A wine glass sat between the man’s fingers, and there was a bottle of red wine on the small table next

lifted the glass, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he downed the

breeze of night wind blew, ruffling

on. A heavy dose of melancholy seemed to have taken root in