Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 643

It was Winston’s voice.

Madeline quickly turned to the side and stood behind the wall.

With her gaze low, she saw Jackson blinking beside her while looking at her questioningly with his big, pure, and clean eyes. Madeline suddenly felt as if she had done something wrong and her cheeks became slightly warm.

“Mommy, what are you doing? Why aren’t you going in to see Daddy?” the little guy asked innocently.

A touch of ruddiness appeared on Madeline’s fair cheeks. “Your dad seems to have woken up, so I won’t go in.”

“Why?” Jackson fluttered his big lively eyes, not understanding.

Madeline bent over and touched Jackson’s head while smiling softly. “Jack, you’re still young and don’t understand many things. Mom is a little tired and wants to sleep a little longer. You can go in and see your father, but please don’t tell him that I was here.”

The little guy was now even more confused but nodded obediently.

Madeline returned to the ward and lay down quietly.

Recalling the moment when Jeremy was trapped in the fire and was unable to give any response, she felt an inexplicable lingering fear.

After Jeremy woke up, his throat felt dry and it was dark in front of his eyes. He stretched out his hand, but he could not even catch the outline of his palm.

not quite right, Winston immediately called the doctor over. However, the

okay?” His low voice was a little hoarse

fine,

sigh of relief silently, a peaceful smile overflowing from

his left hand again and opened his eyes, looking at it

at himself

and checked Jeremy’s condition

that his vision was blurry and that he could not even see anything. The doctor hurriedly did a test and examined him. It turned out that Jeremy’s retina was damaged by the excessive smoke, which meant

Was this retribution?

smiled, finally feeling deeply Madeline’s confusion and helplessness back

next door, Jeremy quickly made the decision that he

everyone who knew about his condition that

had any regrets the moment she reached her

Madeline did not really hate him to the point of

this

when she woke up, there was no one in the

carefully avoided stepping on

a look at his condition and then leave, but she

to be passing by, so she stepped forward and called out to them, “Excuse me, the patient

the ward, smiled, and replied, “He was discharged not

Discharged?