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.

her, noble and cold, his

asked, gritting her teeth, her vision was being gradually blurred by the

leaned over and pinched Madeline’s chin with his warm fingers. A terrifying smile in his slender

you experience for a

“What?”

understand. She could only see the white snow falling from the sky, obscuring Jeremy’s

ordered,

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

a “boom” in Madeline’s

“No! Stop it!”

had gotten up and wanted to run to stop them, but

it! Don’t!” Madeline cried, tears falling wantonly from her

“Now you know fear?

never hurt your son! Tell them

wounds seemed to be covered over with salt in this split moment. The deep and dense pain burrowed into

ask anyone to stop. The grave was quickly broken open and two urns, one large and one