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. “Mommy,

smiled benevolently. However, Jeremy was obviously not in this room and the bathroom was also quiet. There

feeling dissatisfied. “Let’s forget about your

it and turned around to walk out of the room

was recalling what Madeline said to their

‘Linnie.’

Pudding to the living room downstairs and played with

Meredith had held a fruit knife and slashed his face. When she thought about the blood pouring out of his face back then, she would still feel as if her heart was being slashed a thousand

Pudding herself the moment they were born,

“Mommy, hungry.”

feet and

picked up the little boy and quickly yet expertly made the milk. After testing the temperature, she handed it to the little boy who was waiting for his

with joy when she watched

but you also know how to take care of my son so considerately, Miss Quinn. How

said slowly as he

this how you usually take care of your son, Mr. Whitman? You just left such a young child alone in

then walked to her side

would I be able to see this motherly side