Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 619

Madeline had just gotten through the doors when Karen decided to unleash her fury.

Calmly, she shot her a sharp gaze. “What are you even saying?”

“Stop pretending, Madeline!” Karen pressed the bleeding wound on her forehead. “You were the one who hit me just now!”

Madeline glanced at Karen’s forehead and frowned slightly when she caught sight of her bleeding wound. She replied, “I suggest you make a trip to the hospital immediately since something’s wrong with your head. Don’t just start framing people left and right.”

She flung Karen’s hand off and walked toward the old master who had left his room.

“You…” Karen’s expression paled. Reaching out to grab Madeline, she felt her head throb dizzily.

“I’m here, Aunty Karen!” Yvonne ran in, pretending to have just arrived. Seeing Karen’s situation, she quickly ran over with a frantic expression to help her. “What happened to your head, Aunty Karen? Why are you bleeding so much?”

“What do you mean bleeding? Ah… Blood!” Only then did Karen realize the intensity of her wound. The flowing blood had her face losing more of its color.

“What’s happening?” Winston returned as well, meeting a bloodied Karen right as he entered the house. He immediately went to check up on her. “What’s with all this blood? Quick, we’ve got to get you to the hospital!”

one who hit me, that evil woman!” Karen’s tone was weak, but her expression was fierce when she clenched her

point fingers at Madeline. He

stared quietly at Jeremy’s strong demeanor. Was he protecting

Instead of believing me, how could you opt to believe

not stand for such vocabulary about Linnie.” Jeremy’s brows furrowed as his expression grew cold. “Go

Karen was of Jeremy defending Madeline, she

hospital first, alright? Let’s cool

Master Whitman began to

that the old master was merely unwell, while Yvonne

you can tell them about what

about speaking until

internally, sparing a glance at the flowerbed as

find the jewelry box and wallet that were still

herself as her lips

Yvonne leave so easily. With difficulty, he lifted his index finger and pointed it at the

a look before looking in

a few drops of blood