Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 1552

Madeline hurried over and saw that the door of the room was opened. She lifted her eyes to look into the room and suddenly displayed a shocked, worried look on her face.

She did not hesitate before running inside. She charged to the end of the bed and picked up Pudding who was lying on his stomach while playing alone on the rug.

“Pudding, why are you here alone?” Madeline picked up the child and felt that it had been a long time since she took care of this child.

Pudding blinked his clear and innocent big eyes. Then, he smiled foolishly at Madeline while looking at her.

“M-Mommy,” the little boy called out childishly.

Madeline felt her heart warming up. She lifted her hand to caress the child’s hair.

“Good boy, Pudding.” Madeline praised. When she wanted to lower her head to kiss the little guy, she remembered that she was wearing a mask, so she got rid of this idea. “Pudding, tell me, why are you here alone? Where are your grannies?”

“G-Gran…” the little boy said the word ‘granny’ ambiguously. His speech was limited since he was only about a year old, after all.

“Pudding, are you hungry?”

head and pouted.

in this room and

of pique while feeling dissatisfied. “Let’s forget about

grabbed the toy on the floor while she was at it

and he was recalling what Madeline said to their son just now. A satisfied grin appeared on his thin

‘Linnie.’

to the living room downstairs and played with the little child while

could not help but remember what happened to Jackson when he was about a year old. She recalled how Meredith had held a fruit knife and slashed his face. When she thought about the

the moment they were born, except for Jackson. She had never even fed this child

“Mommy, hungry.”

Madeline’s feet and blinked his clear

quickly yet expertly made the milk. After testing the temperature, she handed it to the little boy who

filled with joy when she watched the

you look after my mother-in-law well, but you also know how to take care of my son so

suddenly appeared and said slowly as he

her head to look at him and said in dissatisfaction, “Is this how you usually take care of your son, Mr. Whitman? You just left such a young child

He then walked to

hadn’t done that, how would I be able to see