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.

Jeremy walked over. “Why are you talking

so we talked a little

was quickly replaced with a smile. He took Madeline’s hand in his. “Vera does indeed

tranquility wash over

that

grip on Madeline’s

Grandfather. The wedding is set to be held in half a month. That’s why I

hesitated as his eyes fell on Madeline, then on Jeremy. He shook his head with a sigh. “This is your sin and therefore your

old master’s words. The meaning was clear

the maid came over to notify them that dinner

for upstairs with the excuse that he had no appetite. Including Madeline

presence, Mrs. Whitman held back on picking on Madeline since Jeremy

chief designer, Miss Vera. It’s rare to see such

the man by her

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