Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife by Sixteenth Child

Married by Mistake Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife [Sixteenth Child] Chapter 1301

Ryan could not help but laugh at Madeline’s reaction. “Do you think that I’m going to kill you?” He smiled. “How could I possibly have the heart to hurt you?”

Did he not?

Madeline found Ryan’s claim ridiculous.

All this while, he had only been hurting her.

Ryan patted the same spot again, and his tone turned gentle when he spoke, “Come back and sit.”

Madeline looked at the pair of scissors in Ryan’s hand. She had no other choice but to listen.

Ryan leaned toward her just as she sat. He began to thread his fingers through her still-damp hair.

“You’ve been with Jeremy for so long. I’m sure the man loves you a lot with how he’s willing to give up his life for you.”

Madeline did not understand what Ryan was trying to say, but she could feel his fingers intertwining with the strands of her hair.

Disgust filled her. She wanted to escape, but all she could do was clench her firsts and force herself to ignore it.

“I’m sure he’ll be aware of your every detail then, with how much he loves you, hmm? For example, the mole on your left chest?”

Madeline’s complexion paled further.

She tightened her hold on the towel subconsciously, not knowing if Ryan had heard it somewhere or if he had seen it himself.

Ryan watched as unease flashed through Madeline’s beautiful eyes and lifted a lock of her hair with a smile. “You’re going to slowly distance yourself from Jeremy Whitman starting from this moment. You’ll be mine and mine only, Mrs. Jones.”

He then lifted the pair of scissors and began to cut away at Madeline’s long hair.

The pair of scissors were sharp and Madeline’s inky locks split into two with a snip.

Her raven locks fell by her feet as if they were the ties that held her and Jeremy together.

Madeline could not stop him in time and she was left with hair that stopped before her collarbone.

“I wonder if Jeremy would be able to recognize you after you’ve changed your look?” Ryan smiled and threw the pair of scissors away before he called a maid over to blow Madeline’s hair dry.

Madeline sat blankly in place like a doll at the mercy of others.

Staring at the locks of hair around her, the slight flicker of light within her seemed moments away from being extinguished by Ryan.

Her sharp edges were slowly being sanded down by this devious and vile man.

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The first thing Jeremy did once he got out of the hospital was contact the local IBCI quarters.

He had everything regarding Ryan pulled out and read them twice.

There was nothing wrong with Ryan’s background at all.

He was the son of a rich family in Glendale, an outstanding person from a good family background with a passion for drawing.

In one of Ryan’s high school essays, Jeremy realized that he spoke of a person—his grandfather.

Through the essay, Jeremy came to know that Ryan’s parents were often too busy to take care of Ryan, so he was brought up mainly by his grandfather alone.

His grandfather passed away 15 years ago and Ryan was dejected for a long time.

Jeremy remembered what Ryan said in the warehouse.

“Go home and ask that old man what he did back then.”

Was Grandfather involved in the death of Ryan’s grandfather?

Jeremy was quick to deny the thought.

He had grown up with Old Master Whitman since he was young. Grandfather was always a kind and caring old man.

After the incident with Felipe, Old Master Whitman had decided to spend the rest of his retirement in the village house.

Jeremy did not want to bother the elderly man from resting, but he refused to leave Madeline alone in danger.

He dialed Old Master Whitman’s number and the call was picked up after a few rings.

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“Jeremy.” Old Master Whitman’s tone was light as if he had no idea what happened lately. “Why are you calling me instead of spending your free time taking Eveline and the kids to play?”

Jeremy could not even protect his wife now, let alone bring his wife and kids out to play.

“There’s something I’d like to ask, Grandfather.” Jeremy controlled his emotions and kept his tone calm.

Without hesitation, Old Master Whitman asked in a gentle and kind tone, “What do you want to ask me?”

“It’s about the Jones family.”

Old Master Whitman paused on the other end of the phone. “The Jones family? One of the four major rich families in Glendale, that Jones family?”

“Yeah,” Jeremy confirmed. “Did something happen between us Whitmans and the Jones family? Do you perhaps know of their elder, the one who passed away 15 years ago?”

Old Master Whitman paused for a few seconds.

Jeremy found the reaction to be unusual. “Grandfather?”

“Tell me first, Jeremy. Did something happen?” Old Master Whitman asked instead.

Jeremy halted as unease prickled at the old master’s avoidance.

He did not want Old Master Whitman to worry about the matters between him and Eveline anymore, but any extra day it took to placate the matter would be an extra day Madeline needed to suffer.

He would not let Ryan control her again.

Jeremy relayed the situation to Old Master Whitman and he was shocked once he heard about it. “What? Jones’ grandson is holding Eveline and her parents captive?”

Jones?

Jeremy assumed that he was referring to Ryan’s grandfather. The way the old master called him sounded friendly, unlike what one would call their enemy or nemesis.

“Where are you right now, Jeremy? I’ll come and look for you.” The old master sounded impatient.

“I’m currently at Y Country, Grandfather. I don’t know where Ryan is hiding Eveline, but I’ll definitely find her and bring her home.”

“I know you’re worried about Eveline, but if you still don’t have any leads, then I hope that you can take a trip back first.” The old master’s tone was heavy, and his worry for Madeline’s current situation was evident.

Realizing that there may be some things that were best said in person, Jeremy agreed. “Alright, Grandfather. I understand.”

Before hanging up, the old master left a remark. “Tell me straight away if there’s any news about Eveline.”

“I will,” Jeremy promised, but he was back to being lost once more.

He had no idea where Ryan was and the fact that Ryan could still do as he wished despite being charged as a murderer was odd.

Still, Jeremy could not help but be worried about Madeline.

He had no idea how she was doing since she was forced to leave with Ryan that day in the hospital.

‘You have to wait for me, Linnie.’

Ever since her parents got into an accident the other day, Madeline never saw them again.

She asked Ryan how her parents were doing and the man merely called a number before handing her the phone.

Sean’s voice rang from the other end, but the conversation had just begun when Ryan took the phone back.

Madeline turned into a pitiful beggar as she begged Ryan, “Can you please let me talk to my parents for a little longer?”

Ryan looked down at a short-haired Madeline, her stunning eyes void of the stubborn glint that was once there.

Ryan was most satisfied with that alone.

He would force Madeline to the corner and sand down all of her sharp edges, breaking her stubborn determination and will until she could no longer fight against him.

“Please, Ryan. I’m begging you.” Hope sparkled in Madeline’s eyes.

Ryan reached out to tuck her short hair behind her ear. “If you’re willing to be a true couple with me tonight, Eveline, forget about talking to them a little longer. I can bring Mom and Dad back to live with us as well. You understand what I mean, don’t you? You have half a day to decide.”

Ryan curled his lips into a smirk and turned to leave.

Madeline was rooted in place for a long while before she finally returned to the bedroom. Staring blankly into the mirror, she clenched her fists and made a decision.

‘If you want me so much, Ryan, then sure. You can have me!’

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Having made her decision, Madeline went to look for Ryan.

The man sat leisurely in the courtyard with a book in his hand and a cup of coffee.

The afternoon sun splashed against his back, adding a warm tint to his fair and handsome features.

Beneath his gentle and defined features was a completely different person, one that ran shivers down people’s spines.

Madeline curled her fingers into a fist but walked toward him anyway.

Ryan caught sight of her from the corners of his eyes and raised his bottomless eyes to look at her with interest. Madeline’s small and delicate features were reflected in his gaze.

The man seemed proud of his handiwork as his eyes fell on her refreshing new bob cut.

“How can I help you? Or perhaps, have you already decided?” Ryan closed the book as a confident smile graced the man’s gentlemanly features.

Madeline walked up to him. Faced with the man before her, she was surprised to find a sense of uneasiness sparking in her chest.

“Ryan.”

“Hmm?” The man hummed lazily as his eyes roamed across Madeline’s face. “You don’t have to beat around the bush.”

“Alright.” Madeline stopped hesitating and met the man’s dark, unclear gaze head-on. “Will you ever let go of my parents? Even if I listen to whatever you say and live as your puppet like you wish?”

“You’re wrong.” Ryan stood, his denial sparking hope in Madeline’s eyes.

Ryan smiled when he caught the newfound glimmer in Madeline’s eyes. “As long as you promise to listen and be obedient, not only will I stop targeting your parents, but I’ll even send them back to Glendale when the time comes. They’ll get to continue their carefree days.”

graced Madeline’s features

“It all

like a

long as I do what you want, you’ll really let my parents go? What about

and felt her heart grow colder when the man

curtly, “I will never let you

“…”

I’d make sure to

Ryan’s dark gaze that

not fear even death at one point in her life, Madeline

and placed it above Madeline’s head as she stood blankly in the same place. His tone and gaze turned

Won’t you finally complete your duties as a

secretly and forced herself to meet

you give me

he asked straightforwardly, “I don’t have

pink lips. The last line of defense

let me get to know you starting

look in Madeline’s eyes and approached her with a sly smile on his face. “I suggest you stop thinking of ways to trick me, Eveline. Since you’ll be the one suffering

disoriented look flashed through Madeline’s

dark,

force me?” Ryan frowned. “Don’t blame me for being cruel when you’re the one

by the wrist and proceeded

doing, Ryan? Let go of

Madeline’s heart,

even when Jeremy

himself was a petrifying

how cruel Jeremy became, he still never went for

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using any brutal

man was too strong and her bones felt like they were moments away from being

being forced to follow behind him, both her slippers slipped

man was no longer

villa’s storage room where all sorts of trinkets were placed.

Must I torment you? Let me tell you, Eveline Montgomery, I don’t love you as much as you think. My heart will not soften when it comes to

into a sarcastic smile. “Who cares if you love me or not? Torture me if you want, Ryan. I don’t care if I die. But you’ll

was something Ryan did not want

neck as his eyes

not fear

fear is not seeing the man I

“You…”

his grip

began to flush on Madeline’s cheeks, but she refused to beg or

hold so that he could control Madeline with fear,

Eveline. At most, he only fancied her—at

lose this game the

breath, Ryan finally let

down the wall and fell onto the icy floorboards.

but refused to back

squatted to grab Madeline by the back of her neck and

clearly whether you want to be my wife or not!

reminder was accompanied by

her body into an upright position with difficulty.

left with the glimmer of light from the only window

the wall, her feet frosty and

as she

for you, Jeremy. I

exhaustion. After who knew how long,

her eyes. A maid walked in with food

Ryan

He squatted to take the utensils before placing a spoonful of food by

“Open up.”

her pale lips away and turned her

he grabbed Madeline’s jaw with one hand and tried to force-feed her

“Don’t touch me. I’ll eat,

gaze turned gentle at her

took the food. Just as Ryan thought she was going to

back of his hand, leaving a red trail

and Ryan grabbed Madeline’s

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throttle her as he wished

die if I can never see Jeremy

edges away over the past few days, so she no longer had the

could not bear to accept such words coming from Madeline at

have to force me?” A look so angry it seemed wretched and

and pounced on

resisted

hands was forcing Madeline’s head

head to avoid

contact seemed to have ignited the feelings

fully believed that he had fallen for Eveline. He wanted to have her, not just to take revenge on Jeremy, but to satisfy the innate and

his touch had also

bit Ryan’s arm and took the man’s dazed lapse as an

she was barefoot, the sharp pieces pierced into the bottom of her feet and made her shiver

The raging panic within her at that moment screamed, telling her to escape

it out of the storage room when she felt Ryan lifting

bstard!” Madeline yelled as she hammered her fists against Ryan as hard as

to Madeline’s

threw her onto the bed to

through the pain. The moment Ryan pressed down over her, she

felt a small stab of pain shoot up. He knew that the shard must have sliced the skin around his

ready to

Madeline to be so difficult. Her lively and beautiful eyes were red,

Even if it was at the

the f*ck away. I don’t want to see you!” Physically, Madeline was

Madeline’s hand with brute

you want as long as you listen to me. I’ll even let your parents go back to Glendale, so why can’t you just bow down to me? You’re the

go, Ryan? Who are you kidding here? You’re just going

away from erupting in

man sitting by the bed guardedly. She

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Madeline with displeasure for a few seconds before he suddenly yelled for a maid, “Have Doctor Brown

maid nodded and acknowledged, then frantically looked for Adam who was currently in the

Adam was met with Madeline bleeding from her hands and legs as she sat on the corner of the bed. There was a large patch of blood on

a hand on his forehead and left the

his medical kit and frowned as he

glanced at the door from the corners

at Adam’s indifferent expression. She did not know who this

change in Madeline’s expression but did not

You’re going to be the one suffering

door

as Ryan approached her. She wanted nothing more than to further distance herself from the

her and princess-carried her

me, Ryan!” Madeline was terrified that

onto the bed and turned to leave with

her legs were bandaged, but Ryan had already locked the

Ryan? Don’t you dare hurt my parents!” Madeline shouted with all her might from the other side of the door. Her heart was racing past the tempo of what it could

hear me,

name but was not

leaned against the wall tiredly, her injured body sliding

view outside the window, Madeline felt her

Linnie can’t do this

come and get

In the study.

more Ryan thought about it, the more pissed he felt. He had never expected Madeline to

would rather bleed than

pale in comparison to Jeremy

the study desk. Scrolling, he looked for a

footage Ryan’s car had passed to pin the man’s last location when his phone suddenly

for a moment in disbelief. He picked up the phone and was even more

“Ryan?”

smile. “Surprised that I video called, aren’t you? That’s because I have

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heart at the sight of Ryan’s malicious smile through his phone

tell him through the video call

Ryan?” Jeremy found it hard

to reply with a chuckle. Ryan then turned the camera to the

Ryan!” Jeremy

reaction in satisfaction. The more

Jeremy and walked toward the room Madeline stayed in.

torn into pieces at the sight of the large pool of blood-red. The color of

Whitman? Don’t you think the bright red on this mattress looks absolutely stunning?” Ryan provoked Jeremy. “It’s all blood

of thundering shock. He could imagine how much the

do to

he was

not possibly imagine how Madeline was doing right now, let alone think about how much Madeline had suffered when Ryan tortured and hurt

“Ryan Jones.”

thin lips, his tone laced with the frost

today, I’ll make sure that you

his own. His tone was disdainful when he spoke, “You can tell

find you,

at Jeremy and provoked him again. “While I can wait for you, I don’t know if I

flames of fury. “Don’t you

I do touch her again, and in front of you

grab Ryan by

my past to look for me?” Ryan smiled evilly. “With every step deeper you delve, I’ll increase your wife’s torture by two degrees. I wonder who’ll give in

looking through surveillance footage to

computer screen in front

know he was

headspace to focus on such

you do to her? Why did she lose so

reason behind

sneer. “To keep her purity, she’d rather die than let

inside of his chest was being stuffed with cotton, expanding inch by

Linnie.