Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 19

After a while, Jeremy arrived. However, it was not because Madeline wanted to see him.

Instead. he had come to criticize her violently.

The light in the meeting room was dim. Nonetheless, it was enough for Madeline to see the malice and sinisterness on the man’s face.

Madeline was firm. “I didn’t push Meredith. She fell by herself on purpose. Jeremy, please believe me!”

Upon hearing her words, Jeremy stretched out his hand. His cold hand grabbed the back of her neck tightly. and he pushed her toward him.

His bottomless, black eyes were like cold daggers as he shot out a glare and said, “Not only is there evidence. but there are eyewitnesses. Yet, you still have the cheek to say it wasn't your doing?”

“I did not! Meredith framed me! I didn’t push her! I didn’t!” Madeline was having an emotional breakdown. She kept on emphasizing the truth in hopes that the man would believe her.

However, Jeremy's eyes only became more and more terrifying. His hand on the back of her neck tightened in grip. “Mer risked her life and the child in her stomach to frame you? Madeline. don’t you think your theory is pathetic?”

Madeline endured the pain and looked into Jeremy's eyes. He looked as if he was disgusted by her. “The child in her stomach is not...”

“Shut up!”

Before Madeline could finish, she was rudely interrupted by Jeremy.

Jeremy was flushed with anger as he pushed Madeline away.

support herself. So, she fell to the ground and a debilitating pain shot up her stomach. Her face was now white, but she gritted her teeth and struggled to

I really didn’t

towered over her: his cold, dark eyes fixed on her. “Explain your bullsh*t in

listen here. If anything happens to Mer and her child,

words hammered down on

she crawled toward the direction Jeremy was walking away in. She called out for help

“Jeremy. my stomach hurts...”

did not stop. He

the iron door of the meeting room

pregnancy. but she did not get any help. On the other hand. she was

protected her stomach and let the punches land on her

yanked Madeline’s hair

care of you. you little b*tch. Who asked

turned cold. This was the ‘care* Jeremy had given

not even begin to imagine Jeremy’s cruelness. She

to abort the child. How

heart, it would be best

the officer about how she had been beaten

merely looked at her dumbfoundedly, “What nonsense are you spewing? How could we

useless to complain. No one

in despair as she looked at the dark cage. Through her vision that had been