Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 123

When Madeline saw Eloise and Sean hold Meredith’s hand with tender love, all she could think of was that the love should have belonged to her. All that love and care had been given to Meredith.

Madeline’s heart froze and she bit onto her lips, swallowing down those words that were on the tip of her tongue, suppressing the longing back down into her heart.

She felt a weird sensation in her chest, but she did not even have time to think about it when the familiar taste of blood was once again present in her throat.

“Madeline, you really crossed the line this time!” Meredith sobbed as she ran in front of Madeline. “I told you before, if you have any problems you should just bring them to me, don’t hurt anyone around me. How could you be so cruel! You actually killed Brit this time! Will you not rest until you’ve tormented everyone around me?”

With Meredith’s face right in front of her, Madeline jeered as she gagged, fresh blood once again flowing out of her mouth, staining her white teeth.

“Meredith, you might be able to fool everyone else, but you’ll never fool me. Don’t play games in front of me, you make me feel sick.” The moment Madeline finished saying that, a slap was sent right to her face. That slap was courtesy of Sean.

the brink of exhaustion. That one slap sent her straight to the ground, spitting out blood from

let out a cold laugh, suddenly reveling in the piercing pain she felt in her heart. At the very least, before she died, she could enjoy another form of ‘love’ from her

not even spare Madeline a look, holding Meredith’s hand and saying, “Mer, your

words with Madeline before I go,” Meredith said with a weak look

look pulled on Sean’s heartstrings, and he was not willing to push the matter, so instead, he went

to bully you, just shout for me. Even if I have to put my life on the line, I won’t let this b*tch hurt my

her head obediently at that, whereas Madeline let out a

salt on her wounds, but

seeing the dark blood

However, looking at the color, you probably don’t even have three months left.” Her voice sounded

some advice. It’s best you keep certain things to yourself, otherwise, you might not be

her ears, Madeline suddenly jumped up, clamping her hands around Meredith’s throat with all her