Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 232

Jeremy locked eyes with Madeline’s beautiful ones with guarantee. He then raised his wine glass.

“This is to apologize for the one who slapped you earlier,” Jeremy said before proceeding to finish the red wine in the glass. He then poured another glass. “This is to celebrate my acquaintance with such an excellent woman like Miss Vera.”

He spoke while he drank several glasses one after another.

The night became darker and darker. The rain had gradually weakened as well while Jeremy was done drinking the whole bottle of red wine.

His originally fair face was now flushed with slight tipsy redness, and his long, narrow, and alluring eyes were dazed from the alcohol’s effect.

“The future Mrs. Whitman, let me send you back.” Jeremy stood up, but obviously, he was already drunk.

“Mr. Whitman, you should rest. I’ll have Felipe come pick me up.”

“Him?” Jeremy laughed with a low voice. His low magnetic voice was filled with a kind of sexy charm.

He smiled and looked at Madeline. The halo of the crystal lamp had blurred his vision at the moment, and the face in front of him was the face of his dreams.

“I’ll send you off.” Jeremy insisted as he got up and walked toward Madeline.

However, his footsteps were feeble. His upright body was swaying and he was about to fall down before he reached Madeline.

first, but as she thought of Meredith

pressed completely onto her own and Madeline confirmed then

let’s sit here for a while.” Madeline struggled

also knew that the brighter the lights inside the house, the

now, Meredith was probably about to burst

help you to make a glass of lemon water

hand back as she spoke, but as soon

muttered

drunk and his cheeks

stared at the drunken

go. Don’t leave me

Linnie.

Meredith was the one that

identity as Miss Montgomery, Meredith

at

that villainous Meredith. It seems that the cancelation of your marriage contract to her is

wanted to withdraw her hand, but instead of letting go, Jeremy pulled the

suddenly into his generous embrace, Madeline’s nose could pick

and her slightly

his slender and alluring eyes, his slightly drunk gaze seemingly like a bottomless