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.

quite right, Winston immediately called the doctor over. However, the first thing Jeremy asked about was Madeline’s

okay?” His low voice was

fine,

a peaceful smile overflowing from the

hand again and opened his eyes, looking at it for a long time. Still, he could not

laughed at

doctor arrived soon and

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

Was this retribution?

feeling deeply Madeline’s confusion and helplessness

Jeremy quickly

told everyone who knew about his condition that he did not want to cause Madeline

the moment she reached her hand out to him during

did not really hate him to the

this was

afternoon, and when she woke up, there was no

carefully avoided stepping on her injured foot to go

his condition and then

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

ward, smiled, and

Discharged?