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Married by Mistake Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife [Sixteenth Child] Chapter 201

Madeline’s eyes turned into crescents at Jeremy’s shocked reaction.

“What’s wrong, Jeremy? It’s me… Madeline.”

“…”

Madeline!

The name pierced straight into Jeremy’s heart like a sharp knife, knocking the breath out of him.

Madeline quirked the corners of her lips prettily at Jeremy’s stricken gaze. She leaned closer. “What’s wrong, Mr. Whitman? I thought you’re the one who told me to attend the anniversary celebration as your ex-wife?”

Her soft voice engulfed Jeremy’s racing heartbeat like a closely woven net.

Hearing her response, Jeremy felt his heart slowly calm down.

‘So that’s how it is, huh?’

Staring at her pretty as a picture appearance, he felt his heart drown in loneliness.

However, Jeremy made sure to keep that emotion to himself. Quickly but surely, he responded with a warm and seductive smirk. “You’re here.”

Madeline smiled. “Yeah, I am.”

Meredith was no longer having it. She was pissed at the little distance between Madeline and Jeremy as the two conversed.

“You’re here, Miss Quinn.”

She walked over to greet Madeline with an ingenuine smile. Then, she tilted her head to blink with innocent curiosity at Jeremy.

“What were you and Miss Quinn talking about, Jeremy? Can I know?”

“I think it’s best you don’t, Miss Crawford. It’s my and Jeremy’s secret after all.” Madeline smiled knowingly. “Right, Jeremy?”

“…” The fake smile gracing Meredith’s lips fell, but she forced another one as she refused to drop her facade in front of everyone. “Well then. Now that you’re here, Miss Quinn, I believe it’s my duty as Jeremy’s fiancée to formally welcome you to tonight’s celebration!”

With that, Meredith quickly turned around to face Jeremy. “Mrs. Whitman hasn’t gotten the chance to announce what she wanted yet, Jeremy. We should let her finish talking!”

She lifted her eyes to throw Mrs. Whitman, who was still stunned on the stage, a look.

Reading the atmosphere, Madeline’s beautiful eyes swept over Jeremy’s silent expression again. “Then I’ll go get some food. See you.”

Jeremy nodded faintly as he stared back at her beauty. “Hmm.”

He had to admit that he found himself attracted to her looks.

To the point where his heart had uncontrollably skipped a beat.

Breathing had become difficult while his heartbeat turned untamable since the moment it skipped a beat.

Her face reminded him of ‘her’, the very ‘her’ he had tortured and left gaping, the ‘her’ who had died with hatred in her heart…

Passing a server, Madeline took a glass of champagne. Holding the wine glass in hand, she found suspicious and inquisitive gazes sweeping all over her.

Smiling, she brought the glass of silvery liquid to her lips gracefully.

Right then, Madeline felt someone approach her from behind.

She was about to lift her gaze to look when Eloise’s warning tone drifted into her ears. “I’m warning you, Vera Quinn. Jeremy is my daughter, Meredith’s, fiancé. Their relationship is great and they’re about to get registered. Don’t even dream about coming in between them!”

Madeline’s fingers tightened around the stem of the glass as she shook her head with a soft smile.

Her mirthful gaze locked with Eloise’s hostile ones. She felt a stab of pain in her heart as she was taken off guard.

“If my memory serves my right, wasn’t your daughter a mistress in the beginning? Oh, and I hear that the original wife whose marriage she went in between, Madeline Crawford? I heard we look almost the same. Perhaps that’s why you’re speaking to me in such a tone, Mrs. Montgomery?”

Eloise’s expression immediately darkened. “What are you talking about? My daughter has never gone in between anyone’s marriage. Madeline Crawford was the shameless one who climbed into my son-in-law’s bed. Meredith and Jeremy would have had a happy family long ago if it were not for her!”

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Madeline smiled casually. “Did you see it with your own two eyes, Mrs. Montgomery? How are you so certain that Madeline Crawford is the shameless woman you claim her to be?”

“Of course, I’m certain! I watched with my own eyes how shameless and merciless Madeline Crawford is! Time and time again she hurt my precious daughter and grandson. Death is the lightest punishment for a woman like her!”

Eloise clenched her jaw, spitting out word after word that dripped with the hatred and disgust she felt for Madeline. It was almost as if death was not enough to relieve the hatred in her heart.

Seconds later, Madeline heard a mocking scoff from Eloise.

“While you may share Madeline Crawford’s appearance, Miss Vera, I do hope that you’d refrain from acting as shamelessly as that woman!”

With a condescending look, Eloise left Madeline’s side and walked back to Meredith.

The ‘mother-daughter’ duo held each other’s hands, looking closer than ever.

Madeline pursed her lips gently as she stared at the sickening sight.

‘Oh, Mother.

‘My dearest mother.

‘I wonder whatever you would do the day you find out that the very ‘shameless woman’ is your biological daughter.

‘Would you continue to believe the lies Meredith fed you and continue to call your own daughter a wretched b*tch, or… would you hold me tightly in your arms and call me ‘dear’… ‘

Madeline’s heart was suddenly overwhelmed with pain.

Her lips pulled into a self-deprecating smirk. Raising the glass to her lips again, she felt a small tug at the skirt of her gown.

“Big Sis Vera.” Jackson’s clear voice sounded in the air.

Looking down at his small handsome face, Madeline felt the wound in her heart suddenly heal a substantial amount.

“Good evening, Jack.” She reached out to ruffle Jack’s hair.

“Lillian didn’t come with you, Big Sis Vera?” Jackson blinked in expectancy.

She parted her lips to answer, but before she could, she heard Jeremy’s attractive baritone voice drift over from the stage.

Mrs. Whitman who was supposed to announce the wedding had been ushered off the stage, while Jeremy stood in her place now to give a formal opening speech.

In his tailored suit under the spotlight, Jeremy oozed with power and nobility. Charisma was flowing from every gesture he made.

A man like him was probably the subject of most women’s admiration and dreams.

Yet admiration was all it could be, for it was too easy for one to lose themselves, burned by the searing light that made him so blinding…

Madeline chuckled. She had realized it too late, and for it, she had almost given her life.

Swirling the liquid in the glass, she caught a figure from her peripheral vision. She shot Jackson a warm smile. “Big Sis Vera needs to take a trip to the bathroom, Jack. I’ll see you in a bit, okay?”

“Okay, Big Sis Vera. I’ll wait for you.” Jackson nodded seriously, his promise reminding her of the one Jeremy made her years ago.

‘He’s your son, down to the point of making promises.

‘Although, Jeremy, I must say, you have not the innocence of your child.’

Smiling, Madeline followed the figure from the corridor to the bathroom, hearing the carefree and familiar hum of a tune.

Calmly, she waited by the door. It was only when she heard footsteps approaching from inside did she slowly turn on the tap and pretend to wash her hands.

Seconds after, a man walked out of the male bathroom. Humming a tune, he walked over to the sink and began to sweep his intoxicated eyes over Madeline’s above-average physique.

His eyes squinted as they made their way up before finally settling on Madeline’s face.

The man’s eyes were blown wide the instant they made contact with Madeline’s appearance. Staggering backward, his back knocked against the door. “I-It’s you…”

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Tanner’s complexion paled as he pointed a finger at Madeline who was currently washing her hands. Shocked, he crawled up from the ground with a hand on the wall for his strength seemed to have vanished from his legs.

It was the first time he had participated in such a high-class celebration. As a result, he had drunk a good amount to take full advantage of the situation.

Under the effects of alcohol, Madeline’s enchanting smile floated about in his vision. Her face duplicated as the figures began to approach him. He could not breathe!

Too afraid to look her in the eye, he started to stutter and mumble.

“Mad-Madeline Crawford! Why won’t you leave me alone? The person you’re looking for is Meredith! Not me!”

Watching Tanner tremble in fear before her, Madeline stepped over with her high heels clicking and a smile on her curled lips.

“You’re asking me why Madeline’s spirit is haunting you? I’m sure you know exactly why.”

“Ah!” Tanner dashed into the male bathroom, terrified. “I don’t know! I don’t know anything at all! Find Meredith if you want revenge! Leave me alone! Go away!”

He mumbled, his heart racing in utmost fear.

After a while, the sounds of activity vanished outside. Tanner took a tentative step only to realize there was no one at all!

It fueled his fear. He turned on the tap to wash his face in hopes of sobering up, yet regardless of how much he splashed, the image of Madeline’s thought-provoking smile continued to echo in his mind…

Madeline returned to the ballroom. The atmosphere had lightened greatly and the guests began to drink and dine, enjoying the food as they chatted with each other.

When her eyes fell on Old Master Whitman, Madeline held back the overwhelming urge to greet him, for she knew impulsiveness would do her no good.

was frustrated and pissed now that her plans had been ruined. She had the urge to rage and vent, yet this was a setting

the other had

lift an arm for her to hold in his own volition and Madeline actually

into a tight fist, the strength she was exerting almost strong enough to

over to Old Master Whitman and how Old Master Whitman noticeably brightened up at the

made Grandfather’s day.” Old Master Whitman treated Madeline

anything, he was the only one who had placed his unbridled trust in her and protected her ever since she got married

grateful as Madeline was for Old Master Whitman,

old master was admitted to the hospital due to heart complications three years ago. To see him energetic and alive now placated the

stared melancholically at Madeline. “Such a great girl, beautiful and smart. It’s a shame this

bad about Madeline? I can’t believe

lifted her onyx

time? His gaze enveloped her with nostalgic warmth as his lips parted to

His words stunned Madeline.

Madeline. Should we get to start all over again, would you let

“…”

spoke, almost as if she would disappear if

The old master’s voice reigned Madeline’s

had almost allowed

merely a skilled ploy Jeremy was using to placate

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all over again is too much

you’ve put me through and all the fatal scars and wounds you left me

that I loved you is one

left for you, is

happy, Old Master. What are you and this

‘this lady’? This is Madeline.” The old

Madeline. Madeline died three years ago. This lady is Miss Vera Quinn, she just looks like Madeline.” Meredith explained with

Jeremy would lean over to speak in her ear. Instead, he frowned

master was infuriated, frowning as he stared at Madeline. “Nonsense! She’s

warily at Jeremy, she opened her mouth to speak anyway. “Just think about it, Old Master.

belittling look. “We would have thrown her out already

from the old master’s

faced Jeremy and frowned

turned horrifyingly frosty. “Are

to persuade him. “Mrs. Whitman and my mom are

Madeline a deep look. “You don’t have to pretend to be Madeline just to make Grandfather happy, Miss Quinn. What’s fake

good. Pretending to be Madeline will only garner you more looks of disgust

her, Madeline turned to look at her surroundings and smiled. “Oh? Is that so? Was this Madeline really

all sorts of men. Then, to hurt

would never do something like that!” Old Master Whitman knocked his cane

not as pure as you think. She even kidnapped your great-grandson. Jeremy is

with your own eyes,

darkened, bile rising within him after hearing the events Meredith

moment he fell for Madeline

actual truth when Madeline lay in his arms on her dying breath. Perhaps

response to Jeremy seemingly ignoring her. “Why aren’t you saying anything, Jeremy? Unless you actually want

Crash!

of a wine glass shattering on the floor sounded in

“Are you alright, Sir?”

It’s

flew toward the direction of the man. Meeting their eyes was the sight of

a casual glance in that direction only for her expression to shift dramatically when she realized the man who had fallen was Tanner,

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Tanner Long!

This tramp!

he have gotten

unease settled in Meredith’s

pointing at Vera, claiming she was a ghost with

into shock. Being sent into shock meant

the corner of her eyes, she watched anxiety flash across

with Madeline, Tanner’s fright grew as he

the influence of alcohol, he believed without a

the horrible things he had done in his life, it made sense to feel such

brow and asked with mock confusion, “Do you know this man, Mr. Whitman? Why does

was the one who

toward Tanner, frost seeping

him of how this horrendous man had tried to rape Madeline twice

pull Jeremy back by his arm. “Today’s the 50th anniversary of Whitman Corporation, Jeremy. Let’s not ruin the atmosphere for everybody just

I safe to presume that you all recognize this man, Miss Crawford?” Madeline walked over curiously. “Who is

one of Madeline’s friends, or rather, Madeline and he were involved

“Enough.”

interrupt, the ferocity in

expression as of that moment had

toward Tanner who was stumbling on his feet with a hand on the table for support. “Well then, Sir. You

close, Madeline! Go away! I get that you have unfinished business, but if you’re going to haunt someone, I’m not the one you should be haunting! If you want to haunt

the ballroom fell into pin-drop

head to stare innocently into Jeremy’s ice-cold eyes. “What is this man saying, Mr.

turn void. She felt as if she had been thrown into an

rushed up to Tanner instead. “What drunk nonsense are you saying, Tanner? There’s no ghost at all! Madeline’s not here anymore! Also, I’ve never

the sight of Madeline’s intrigued smile seconds later

of you see her? It can’t be that I’m the only

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terrified, the color draining from his face as his pupils dilated

me! I… I was

Long!” Meredith immediately interrupted him and nervously called for the bodyguards.

a trembling finger at Meredith,

If… If you want to haunt someone for revenge, then haunt her! It was all Meredith’s

Tanner’s words, Meredith felt her body growing cold. Feeling a tyrannical storm of frost swirling around her, she could not

he mean?” Mrs. Whitman

change the subject. “Mrs. Whitman! This is Tanner Long. He and Madeline used to be

one who helped Madeline kidnap my grandchild! You b*stard! Madeline Crawford has already died for her sins,

“Indeed.”

Meredith’s breath in

the need to flee. However, he felt

words you just

eyes reminded him of a sharp sword that was

unstoppably from

She was afraid that the truth of what happened back

does is lie. We can’t trust a man

from the corner of his eyes. The corners of his lips tilted into a cold but handsome curve as he stared at Meredith before parting his lips. “Ostentatious? All he does is lie? I’m pretty sure that’s not what you told me back then. You were very

lie to you. If anything, it would be Tanner and Madeline who lied to

guess we’ll find out then… Who actually

tone sunk ice slabs in Meredith’s heart, freezing over

“…”

All while reaching out to point a finger in Madeline’s direction. “You

as he followed the other’s hand to look at Madeline. His mind fogged as his

good

began to beg

got nothing to do with me! Really, it doesn’t! Yes, Madeline, I did something wrong, but I only wanted to sleep with you back then! Everything else was Meredith’s plan. She was the one who told me to lie! I never

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the truth back then finally came to

unrestrained bloodthirst flared in

his fury, he raised a fist that

losing his footing. His mind was

crashed all over the floor upon impact

pulled

from the corner of Tanner’s lips as his face turned

one dared to

that getting too close would

he had been wrong for the past

He could not shove

now, he had finally taken off the veil that covered his eyes. In light of the truth, he found it hard to

pretty corners of Madeline’s tips tugged up

Finally.

heard Tanner reveal

was

wounds in her heart hurt a little

all the holes that riddled her heart or from pacifying the red-hot burning rage of hatred within

that to slander me?” Meredith accused, her eyes red.

had to defend

her. “What nonsense is this b*stard spewing? As if we needed Meredith to slander her. Everyone

suffered quite a few blows, as evident from the taste of blood that filled his mouth. As afraid he was of Madeline haunting

and he realized that he had told everything—the things he should and should not have said. His only priority now was to protect

nothing to do with it, Mr. Whitman. I was merely following Meredith Crawford’s instructions. She was the one who told me to lie about having done something with Madeline. Yes, I liked Madeline Crawford, but I swear I’ve never touched her! And the thing about the kidnapping, that has nothing to do with Madeline

I’ll sue you for defamation if you keep slandering me!” Meredith was determined not to let Tanner continue. “What are you still

ordered the bodyguards

immediately turned to pick up a fainted

may have been thrown out, yet everyone in

Please enjoy the rest of the night.” Meredith forced out a smile as she tried to revert the atmosphere of the night, then she turned

interrupted Meredith’s excuses with his infuriated tone. “So it was all you! You were the one who joined forces with that thug to frame Madeline. How could you kidnap your son just to harm her? You, you…

eyes. “That’s not true, Grandpa Whitman. You can’t just convict me based on the thug’s words alone. How could I possibly kidnap Jack? He’s my

Whitman. How could we believe the words of a thug?” Eloise’s expression was stern,

she firmly believed that her precious

He did

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Master Whitman thought. What mattered