Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 165

Meredith felt like she was in trouble, so she once again put on a show of spraining her foot. She made Rose exaggerate the story of her injury to Jeremy, wanting to trick him into visiting her at the Montgomery household.

The room was large and beautiful, elegantly decorated. Even the cloakroom was filled with various luxury goods.

Meredith was obviously enjoying everything that should have belonged to Madeline. She had never felt a shred of remorse, and even Brittany’s death caused her to swell with pride at how decisively she handled it.

Only an intelligent and capable woman like her deserved the life of the upper society.

Madeline and Brittany were unworthy of being her opponents.

As such, how could she possibly lose to Vera Quinn—a woman who had appeared out of nowhere?!

While indulging in her own thoughts, Meredith heard the sound of Jeremy’s footsteps. She immediately lay in bed like a frail patient, putting on a pair of pitiful eyes. “Jeremy, you’ve come to see me.”

Jeremy saw Meredith’s right leg wrapped up in bandages and asked, “Are you alright?”

here, I’ll be fine.” Meredith reached out

you’re fine, I’ll just head off for now. I still have a lot

stunned as her expression changed

to fall off the bed in agitation,

go! Please don’t leave me!” As she cried, she immediately

still unwilling to marry me? Have you stopped loving me? Did you forget your promise of making me your wife all those years ago? Did Madeline’s death cause you to believe

words causing his

Slander.

he feel like that word was a

“Jeremy…”

trying to continue when Jeremy’s phone rang. As soon as he picked it up, the graceful and clear voice of a woman could

very quiet, so quiet that Meredith immediately recognized the

heart was immediately filled with rage as she listened to Jeremy speaking to that woman in a warm tone. She felt like exploding on

some rest. I’m going to get some work done,” Jeremy said

her window. She jumped up in embarrassment and anger, throwing