Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 97

Madeline was forced to shut her mouth. She glanced out the window. The sky was overcast as if it was going to rain.

Looking at the sections of road that seemed to be gradually familiar, Madeline’s nerves slowly tightened.

The car stopped. Jeremy got out of the car freely while Madeline was dragged out of the car.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Madeline’s eyes widen in disbelief.

“Jeremy, why did you bring me here!”

She asked facing Jeremy’s back, but the man ignored her.

Madeline had been dragged to the grave she had built for her grandfather and the dead child. She no longer had the strength to stand, and the bodyguard had pushed her toward the grave.

Madeline fell to the ground, clutching where the tumor was. She took a deep breath, enduring the pain, and then she raised her eyes.

stood in front of her, noble and cold, his aura

her teeth, her vision was being gradually

leaned over and pinched Madeline’s chin with his warm fingers.

let you experience for a moment, a bitter

“What?”

see the white snow falling from the

suddenly ordered, shaking

heard the sounds of chiseling a stone wall. She turned her head abruptly and saw

in Madeline’s head,

“No! Stop it!”

and wanted to run to

cried, tears falling

and begged Jeremy, but the man smiled lightly. “Now you know fear? Why were you not afraid

your son! Tell them to

had long been riddled with hole-like wounds seemed to be covered over with salt in this split

not ask anyone to stop. The grave was quickly broken open and two urns, one large and one small, were dug