Chapter 393

Madeline was stunned for a second before a calm smile graced her lips.

“I think you might be a little confused about me, Grandpa Whitman. How could I be Madeline Crawford?”

The light in Old Master Whitman’s eyes dulled slightly, but his gaze was clear. “I won’t force you to admit it if you don’t want to, Madeline.”

“I’m really not Madeline, Grandfather.” Madeline denied with a smile. “Why would I get married to the man who hates me if I was Madeline? I would’ve learned the last time that throwing myself to a flame would only get me burned.”

Old Master Whitman was shocked to hear the news. His white brows were furrowed tightly. “Are you really getting married to Jeremy?”

Madeline nodded decisively. “Of course, I’m pregnant with Jeremy’s child too.”

At that, Old Master Whitman’s gaze fell on her flat stomach. He pursed his lips but made no further comment.

walked over. “Why are you talking in front

into Grandfather by coincidence, so we talked a little bit. He even joked about me

melancholy, though it was quickly replaced with a smile. He took Madeline’s hand in his. “Vera does indeed look a lot like Madeline, Grandfather, but I

wash over

was evident that

grip on Madeline’s hand was

held in half

Master Whitman hesitated as his eyes fell on Madeline, then on Jeremy. He shook his

mulled over the old master’s words. The meaning was clear to her,

moment, the maid came over to notify them that

he had no appetite. Including Madeline and Jeremy, the dinner table was set for

Mrs. Whitman held

chief designer, Miss Vera. It’s rare to see such young talent.” Mr. Whitman

light smile while turning to look at the man by her side, “It’s nothing in comparison to

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