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?”

shook his head and

not in this room and the bathroom was also quiet. There was no noise coming

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

was at it and turned around to walk

to the room, and he was recalling what Madeline said to

‘Linnie.’

to the living room downstairs and played

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 blood pouring out of his face back then, she would still feel as if her heart was

She took care of Lillian and Pudding herself the moment they were born, except for Jackson. She had never

“Mommy, hungry.”

to Madeline’s feet and blinked his clear eyes at

boy and quickly yet expertly made the milk. After testing the temperature,

heart was filled with joy when she watched the little

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

said slowly as he

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 alone in

He then walked to her side and

able to see this motherly side of