Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Eloise was vehemently glaring at the driver when she heard a sudden call from behind.

She was staring blankly ahead, then her gaze instantly softened.

Eloise turned around abruptly and sped toward Madeline.

Eloise, still very emotional, reached out her hand to touch Madeline’s cheek. “Eveline, how are you? Are you okay? How’s your leg? Let me see.”

Eloise squatted as she spoke, reaching out her hand, gently touching Madeline’s twisted ankle. It

was clear that Madeline’s ankle was red and swollen.

“Are all of you sick in the head? If you want to reminisce, go home! Don’t get in the way of my delivery! ” snapped the truck driver, his head poking out from the window.

Jeremy lifted his cold, stern eyes. “Do you think you’re still in the right when you’re the one speeding? Someone had clearly fallen on the road, yet not only did you not stop, but you continued to speed. Do you want your license to get revoked?”

Looking at Jeremy’s cold, steadfast, handsome face, the truck driver immediately realized that this was not someone he could afford to offend. After all, he was indeed speeding, and he would be in trouble if they were to investigate this. He then turned his steering wheel and timidly drove away.

Madeline looked at Jeremy, feeling glad that he showed up just in time.

examining her wounds, so

I’m fine. Get up now, quickly. We’ll head

that she was very worried and very stern. “Jeremy, where is your car?

nodded as he heard that. “ I’ll get

swooped Madeline into a

Eloise followed closely behind.

they could go far, Madeline

“Jeremy, wait.”

out to

compliant with Madeline,

wrong, Linnie?” he asked

eyes, and a light shone in

her gaze toward Eloise who was following

to

toward Jeremy and Madeline with a concerned

we were to miss the best time to treat her and thus leave her with permanent damage with long- lasting

Eloise ordered sternly.