Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 875

Madeline stared at the bag thrown off to the side.

The bag was far from large, but it was certainly big enough to hold a four-year-old.

Not to mention that with how heartless Meredith was, Madeline would not be surprised if she had done such a thing.

Staring blankly at the bag for a few seconds, Madeline quickly went over to it.

Meredith watched Madeline open the bag anxiously and tiptoed behind Madeline. Raising the shovel in her hands, Meredith’s eyes were fierce.

‘Go to hell, Eveline!

‘Between you and I, only one of us can survive!’

She aimed the shovel at the back of Madeline’s head and swung as hard as she could.

was about to get away with it when Madeline suddenly turned around and

that I’d still be as careless as I used to be?” Madeline’s gaze was sharp. Her will as a mother was

struggled out of Madeline’s grasp in mortification and staggered backward. “Let me tell you, Eveline Montgomery, so what if I’m not powerful? So what if I decide to hurt your child? What’re you going to do about

chucked madly with a wretched gaze in her eyes. “I should never have been soft-hearted and let that

‘soft-heartedness’. “Madeline Crawford, you didn’t keep Jack by your side because you were soft-hearted, no. You kept him there because he

the truth revealed, Meredith clenched

dominance. “You had someone hit me in jail under Jeremy’s name, took Jack, almost killed my husband, marred my face, removed my corneas, and tried to come between Jeremy and me. I haven’t forgotten a thing

to die for your crimes and leave us alone, but I never expected you to team up with Felipe. You underwent plastic surgery to look like me so that you could destroy my entire life

“I can look past everything else, but I will not allow you to walk away after you’ve hurt my daughter. That is

stricken by the sharpness in Madeline’s eyes, but she was quick to react by lifting the shovel to hit Madeline

by her neck and pushed her against

have any idea how much I hate you, Meredith? Why couldn’t you have been happy enough to escape the death penalty after all your crimes? Why do you

longer breathe with how Madeline was holding her

the look in Madeline’s eyes that rivaled

restrict her movements in such a