Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 970

Madeline looked at the smiling man in surprise. “Did you just say I saved you, Mr. Jones?”

Ryan was taken aback when he heard that. Then, he nodded.

“I don’t know if you remember this, though.” Ryan held a coin in between his fingers.

Madeline shook her head in confusion. “No.”

“So you’ve indeed forgotten about it.” Ryan chuckled in slight disappointment. When he was about to explain, Mrs. Jones walked in.

Compared to her aggressive attitude that day, she looked much friendlier and approachable this time.

“I heard about what happened to your house, Miss Montgomery. If you don’t have a place to go for the time being, you can stay in our guest room. I’m sorry for what happened before and I hope you don’t take it to heart.”

Madeline placed the cup down and got out of bed. “Thank you for your kindness, Mrs. Jones. It was just a misunderstanding, so I won’t take it to heart.”

She looked at the time and noticed it was the next morning.

to go now. Thank

can clean up and have some breakfast first. I’ll send

it would not be appropriate for her

herself up, she changed into the clothes that the maids fetched her under Ryan’s orders

breakfast, she got into Ryan’s car and arrived in front of Whitman

before walking to the front door. However, an angry voice called out her name all

in her tracks and saw Naomi charging over at her with

indeed seducing Rye!” Naomi pointed at Madeline’s clothes angrily. “These are the clothes that I had my eyes on! Ryan ordered them for me online and now they’re on

getting more and more furious as she spoke. There

carrying you into the house and you only came out this morning. Eveline, how dare you say the tabloids and paparazzi are the ones spreading rumors about you?

working hours. Many employees and passersby were looking over at them when they saw

“This is the number one socialite in Glendale, Eveline Montgomery. The moment her husband died, she came to seduce my fiancé. She’s such a fickle

“Shut up!”

car and hurried over to stop Naomi

Plus, Mrs. Whitman and I are only friends, so don’t

two years and you’re treating me this way because