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.

“Why are you talking in front

we talked a little bit. He even joked about

a subtle tint of invisible melancholy, though it was quickly replaced with a smile. He took Madeline’s hand in his. “Vera does

felt tranquility wash over

was evident that he held no

on Madeline’s hand

decided to marry Vera, Grandfather. The wedding is set to be held in half a month. That’s why I brought Vera here, to formally meet the

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

she mulled over the old master’s words. The meaning was clear to her, but she prayed that Jeremy would not pay it

that moment, the maid came over to notify them that dinner was

the excuse that he had no appetite. Including Madeline

presence, Mrs. Whitman held back on picking

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

look at the man by her side, “It’s nothing in comparison

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