Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 311

Hearing that, Meredith did not feel angry this time but smiled instead.

“Vera Quinn, I think you’ve finally gone mad. You dare say this to me without any embarrassment?”

“I wouldn’t be crazy even when you’ve become crazy,” Madeline retorted without being surprised, “Things have already reached this point. Do you still think Jeremy will want you?”

“Bah! Stop dreaming! Do you think that Jeremy will want you even if he doesn’t want me?” Meredith folded her arms and sneered proudly, her eyes full of confidence, “Vera Quinn, let me tell you this. No matter how much you change your appearance, the woman Jeremy loves the most will always be me. I’m irreplaceable!”

Seeing Meredith’s confident and arrogant appearance, Madeline smiled. “Irreplaceable?” she repeated the word meaningfully. She smiled and picked up the expensive red wine, pouring a little to half of it into the glass in front of her.

“A mean, dirty, snake-hearted woman like you is indeed rare in the world. You can indeed be regarded as an ‘irreplaceable’ wonder,” Madeline said leisurely, holding up the wine glass and swaying it gently. She then took a sip.

“B*tch! How dare you say that to me?!” Meredith’s face turned dark in an instant. Hearing Madeline cursing her and then seeing her drinking the wine so leisurely, she was even more annoyed. “I prepared that for my candlelight dinner with Jeremy. How dare you drink it?!”

stretched out her hand fiercely and pushed Madeline’s hand that was holding the wine glass. A little of the red liquid spilled out, and a few

that Madeline’s skirt was dirtied, Meredith let out a smirking

your time. With your face looking exactly like that slt Madeline, you’re destined to be trampled under my feet just like how

her words of triumph when suddenly, a cold liquid was poured on

before opening her eyes wide in shock, only to realize that Madeline had poured

all of a sudden. Her

red wine and the liquid ran down her cheeks across

good. Have you tasted it properly? If not, I can pour you another glass.” Madeline smiled leisurely, holding the bottle of red wine with her slender and fair hands. Then, she tipped the mouth of the bottle

incredulously at Madeline who was ‘pouring her wine’

like red wine? Then, you should be satisfied with your own dishes,

at her dumbfoundedly, Madeline quirked her eyebrows. She picked up a few of the dishes that had been carefully made

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her teeth. Seeing that not only the outfit she had specially prepared to seduce Jeremy tonight was ruined but also the table of dishes that had been fed to the floor, she gritted her teeth with anger. Her face seemed to be distorted and she looked as if