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 glared at Madeline

certain that you had seen

Quinn. Or I’ll sue you for

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

“You…”

continue after watching Eloise comfort and stand up

the open, yet Eloise chose to protect and believe in

themselves logical, yet feelings had always been something selfish. Something so selfish that it could blind you from

before turning around and walking away with

and the soft summer breeze caressed Madeline’s

at an ever-so-familiar silhouette

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 to

Adam’s apple bobbing

night wind blew, ruffling his chestnut brown

the night, Madeline stared on. A heavy dose of melancholy seemed to have taken root in his drooping eyes and