Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 317

Despite feeling surprised on the inside, Madeline still maintained an elegant and calm smile.

She lifted her picturesque brows and showed a slightly confused expression. “Is there a special mark on my body? How come I don’t know of it? So, what did you see?” she asked calmly, but her heartbeat had started to become tense.

His deep black eyes were looking at her own as his lips curled up slightly. “There’s a pale pink butterfly at the back of your left waist.”

His low, husky voice carried the languidness and casualness of the early morning hours.

“I think it should be a birthmark.”

Madeline quietly heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing his answer. She curled her lips and smiled faintly. “It’s a birthmark.”

“A very special birthmark.”

“So what if it’s special? I was still abandoned by my biological parents.” Madeline lowered her gaze and ate her breakfast quietly.

The morning halo shone through the glass window and scattered on her sweet, elegant face. Her dense eyelashes fluttered gently with the blinking of her eyes. There was an unspeakable sense of loneliness hidden deep in her flowy and beautiful eyes.

pang of pain in his chest as he watched the woman in front of him looking down

expression became much more solemn. “You said previously that your parents lost you due to

them,” Madeline replied without looking up, “But they much prefer that phony

me, they don’t even want to see me, let alone acknowledge

a long silence after her voice

Madeline back

had waited for Madeline all night. Seeing that she was finally

tell Felipe that she had been drugged

Felipe still noticed that the outfit Madeline was wearing was

stay with him all night?” Felipe

made an excuse, saying, “I stayed there to piss Meredith

slept in his

becoming colder. “I’ll never let him touch me again. How could I still have expectations for a man who drove me

lips. Her dimples looked sweet, but the smile that she

worry. I know what I’m

Once the worry in Felipe’s eyes faded, they then regained their former fluid tenderness. He held her hand gently. “Although it’s fake, it still makes me uncomfortable

were a bit vague, Madeline