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Married by Mistake Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife [Sixteenth Child] Chapter 91

“I’ll send you back.”

“…” Madeline was shocked.

While surprise was blown wide on Meredith’s features and she began to plead coquettishly. “But you promised to go shopping with me, Jeremy.”

“You can wait for me here first.” Jeremy walked over to Madeline without even sparing Meredith a glance. “Let’s go.”

“It’s alright. I can go back myself.” Madeline quickly rejected him. She had no idea what Jeremy was playing at, but she did not like the atmosphere it came with.

“Is there someone else you’d prefer to send you back, if not this husband of yours? Perhaps another Mr. Whitman?” Jeremy’s gaze bored into her, the words left unsaid reaching her anyway.

Not wanting to fight anymore, Madeline stopped protesting and let Jeremy send her back.

Madeline could not help the joy then ran through her when she turned to find Meredith’s indignantly puffed cheeks about to explode.

Jeremy took the guise of sending her back as an opportunity to warn Madeline.

“Don’t let me see you getting close and touchy with Felipe again,” His voice rang out, devoid of warmth.

“Why?” Madeline blinked innocently at Jeremy, her voice saccharine-sweet when she spoke, “You are my husband, yet you seem to have no qualms hugging and getting chummy with other girls on the street. So why can’t I even have dinner with the opposite sex?”

Jeremy paused, almost like he was surprised by Madeline’s reaction.

He stared at her. With the faint makeup dusting on her exquisite and small face coupled with glistening eyes that shimmered under the light, Madeline looked intelligent and innocent.

His mind blanked for two whole seconds before Jeremy got ahold of himself and what pretense of warmth he had in his expression vanished. With a tinge of anger in his actions, he reached out to clutch her by the chin. “So is this how you seduced Felipe? By putting on an innocent and pitiful look?”

Madeline smiled through the pain. “Whatever floats your boat, Mr. Whitman.’

“Madeline!” Jeremy exploded in anger, the fury in his eyes burning hot enough to cremate Madeline.

Thinking about how he was about to punish her, Madeline had not expected him to bend down and bite hard on her neck.

Chupse.

It hurt and Madeline tried to push Jeremy away, only to realize that he had her pressed firmly against the wall.

A good few seconds later, he let her go.

It was supposed to be a cold winter, yet Madeline felt hot and her cheeks burning.

Jeremy pulled her scarf off, leaving the bright red mark on her neck available for all to see.

Proud and satisfied with his work, he pulled a frantic Madeline into his chest.

“You’re not allowed to buy scarves anymore.”

He warned, his tone leaving no room for protest.

Madeline was at a loss. “What do you want from me, Jeremy?”

Jeremy’s charming features chuckled evilly in the reflection of her dark eyes. “Weren’t you praying to be mine? Why can’t I kiss you, I’m your husband, right?”

“…” Madeline flushed bright red, unable to refute.

Indeed, they were technically husband and wife.

“I’m going to the company!” Madeline struggled against his hold. “The love of your life is still waiting for you, go to her.”

Instead of letting her go, Jeremy pulled Meredith closer toward him. His hot breath fanning against the shell of her ear. “Why are you so adamant about pushing me away to another woman? I thought you told me you loved me. Or is this just how you show love?”

Madeline’s heart thumped in her ears. Right as she thought she was about to go crazy, Jeremy let go of her.

Frantically, Madeline began to straighten out her clothes. Turning around, she found Felipe Whitman, staring at them from the doors of the restaurant.

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Madeline felt her racing heart calm immediately and the heat leave, her blood cold in her veins.

Haha.

To think that she had actually thought that he was jealous. What ludicrousness.

When it was merely just him being a possessive alpha male, asserting his dominance.

She was merely a prop in his play.

Madeline smiled mirthlessly, as she felt Jeremy approach from behind. “I shall leave my wife in your hands, Uncle Felipe. Thank you in advance for looking after her,” He thanked Felipe.

Felipe smiled gentlemanly. “Of course.”

…

While Madeline had not bought another scarf, she did buy a band-aid to cover up the red mark Jeremy left on her.

She sat down and began to work. Not long after, she began to receive angry texts from numerous unknown numbers. All of them scolding her about how shameless she was to seduce Jeremy.

It was almost too easy to guess who the culprit behind was when no one else but Meredith would send her such texts.

To warrant such a reaction from Meredith, Madeline knew that she must have also seen Jeremy holding her by the corner of the wall.

Ignoring the malicious texts, she continued to work.

After another while, servants of the Whitmans called her over for dinner.

Madeline had decided to visit Old Master Whitman anyway since he had not been doing so well as of late.

Clocking out, Madeline made a stop to buy the Old Master’s favorite muffins before taking the bus to the Whitman Manor.

Entering through the doors, he was met with the sight of Meredith eating fruits lazily on the sofa. Next to her laid Jackson, asleep with his head on a bolster.

The sight of the child had Madeline’s heart clenching uncontrollably.

The pain always a prerequisite to the memory of the night her labor was induced and the child she had never gotten the chance to see.

“Hello.”

Meredith showed no surprise at the sight of Madeline.

Ignoring her, Madeline continued to walk into the house. Approaching the stairs to look for the Old Master, she heard Meredith’s dark voice sound from behind. “The old f*ck isn’t here.”

Madeline turned sharply at Meredith’s words.

“That’s still Jeremy’s grandfather, Meredith. How could you refer to him like that? What if the Whitmans hear you?”

“Hmph.” Meredith snorted and spared Madeline a disdainful glance. “What’s wrong with me calling him an old f*ck if that’s what he is? Why, does it hurt you?”

“Meredith…”

“I would have been Mrs. Whitman long ago had it not been for that old man. Well, I suppose it’s not too bad now that he’s been sent to the hospital thanks to his heart attacks.”

“Wait, Grandfather had a heart attack and got sent to the hospital?”

Madeline felt her heart sink as unease settled in the pit of her abdomen.

“Which hospital is he at, Meredith?”

“Pfft.” Meredith chuckled coldly. “Who are you to know about that? Who do you think you are?”

Tossing the fruit knife in her hand, she marched ferociously toward Madeline.

“Look at you, Madeline, broke and stinky. Who are you to steal my man? You think just because Jeremy did what he did today because he likes you? You’re just a toy in his eyes!”

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Arrogantly, Meredith lifted her head to glare at Madeline. Her anger must have been driven by the humiliation of Jeremy’s actions this afternoon.

Madeline chuckled lightly. “Then why are you angry if you’re so sure that he only kissed me for fun? Why spend so much money to have people send me those texts?”

“You…” Words formed lumps at Meredith’s throat, unable to be said.

It dawned on Madeline. “That’s why you had the Whitman servants call me? What did you call me here for?”

“Important business obviously.” Meredith’s smile turned sinister as she suddenly grabbed Madeline by her wrist, her eyes harsh and fierce. “Why won’t you get lost already, Madeline? How many times must I remind you that Jeremy is mine? You should know by now what happens when you steal my man.

“Did you forget why you went to prison? Did you forget how Jeremy killed the illegitimate child in your stomach to console me? Did you forget how your mentally ill grandfather died?”

Meredith’s smile grew demonic before Madeline’s eyes.

Staring at Meredith’s wretched expression, Madeline’s mind supplied her with scene after scene of torturous imagery. Especially at the mention of Grandfather’s death.

“You were the one….” Blood rushed to Madeline’s head. “Meredith, you killed Grandfather…”

“It’s not my fault he found out something he shouldn’t.” Meredith lowered her voice, an evil look swimming in her dark eyes.

Madeline shivered. Right as she was about to counter the other, Meredith pushed her back.

Taken by surprise, Madeline staggered backward only to realize that Meredith had walked back and picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table.

Madeline thought that Meredith would be coming after her, but she was shocked to find Meredith point the blade of the knife at Jackson who laid asleep on the sofa.

Madeline’s heart raced. “What are you doing, Meredith?!” She yelled, her heart thumping inexplicably hard in her chest.

“Hmph. I’d like to see how you’re gonna get out of this, Madeline!” Staring at Madeline as she spoke, Meredith suddenly raised the fruit knife and cut Jackson’s face!

“Stop!”

“Ah!”

Both Madeline’s protest and Jackson’s yell of agony rang out at the almost same time.

her heart clench in pain. Blood began to leak out of the long gash,

would prey on their young. How could Meredith

the fruit knife into her hands. Then she used both her hands to

have to hurt my son? Hurt me instead, leave my

making Madeline’s head ache with how loud she was being.

Meredith’s plan

and toward them. Seeing the scene, Mrs. Whitman exclaimed in shock, “Oh My God! My precious grandson! How could you be so ruthless, Madeline Crawford? How could you attack a

walked through the doors just as she began to

shake. “Jeremy! Madeline

complaint about how everyone was so noisy. However, hearing Meredith’s words, his eyes shifted to the fruit

drained from her face as she stared at the man

man’s sinister gaze froze her before she could

“Jeremy, it wasn’t me…”

“Bang!”

kicked her hard enough to send

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into her and spread throughout her body in waves. Climbing back onto her feet with difficulty, she was

wicked woman! I’ll make your life a living hell if anything happens

weak on her feet, Madeline found herself falling to the floor again as Mrs. Whitman pushed. This time it was her head that knocked against the coffee table. Her forehead was cut on impact and blood began

spots appeared in her

Why does Madeline have to come after me all

gaze swept over Madeline again before he

be fine.” Jeremy comforted Meredith as he marched out. “Don’t

promised Meredith, a promise that solidified Madeline’s impending

Meredith turn around to smirk victoriously. Never would she have expected Meredith to cut her own son’s face

must one be

appearance, so cute and innocent, potentially marred for life had Madeline’s chest

to the hospital. Allowing the doctor to quickly patch up the wound on her forehead, she immediately went to the

watched a nurse

nurse, tears streaming off her face. “How is my son, nurse?

least of the problems now. The child’s lost a fair amount of blood and we need an infusion, but the hospital doesn’t have blood packets

do it, Nurse. I’ll do it! You can take all my blood if it means you’ll save my

Haha.

not help but laugh

was just how fake Meredith

fake act turned into

he walked over

won’t let anything happen to our son, Jeremy!” Meredith looked at Jeremy with teary eyes and followed

to run out not a minute later. “The doctor said no, Jeremy. I can’t give my blood when I’m still

to wail,

dies? How could Madeline be so cruel? Why can’t she

watched bloodlust bloom in the

heart clenched and she turned to the blood

just like Meredith’s, the rare RhAB blood type, she

a quick inquiry, the doctor waved off her initial concern

of her blood, leaving her

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steps, she turned to leave only to have Jeremy’s

just donated her blood to

“Huh? Oh, that one.”

nurse’s reply, Madeline hid herself

to know that

in the corner, clenching her jaw and crouching as

cold. Curling into herself by the corner, she watched Jeremy’s figure leave and vanish from sight, just as Madeline’s consciousness began to

was still present and the wound

Meredith on the phone, approaching the emergency staircase, just as she

back, hiding behind the

over. “Hmph. So some woman just happened to step up and donate blood for that thing. I don’t know where she came from but I hate it. She should’ve just let the thing die, then

died two years ago!

shocked by the words out

the words of a

Jeremy’s son. How could she be so fickle with her biological son’s life just to make

That was inhumane!

of

and her expression shifted immediately. “Why are

“You are inhumane, Meredith!”

hand to

Crawford! Not even tigers prey on their young! Yet you? Not only did you slice your own son’s cheek open,

and wretched look glossed over Meredith’s features. “You b*tch! How could you

suddenly held back by a unique notification on her

going to make you pay for slapping me, Madeline. I’ll make your life

watched as Meredith undid her updo

“Help! Jeremy, save me!”

bawled, climbing away

to gather, but most importantly, Jeremy

like a frightened doe, Jeremy quickly rushed

and snot everywhere as she stared

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into Jeremy’s arms in terror, vividly creating the image of the

the same old trick but still, he

cast their disdainful and doubtful gazes on Madeline. Madeline had long been accustomed to these looks, but she still could not get used to the murderous and

face that she loved deeply. Yet, it no longer held the

moment, as Jeremy was holding Meredith, his cold, blade-like eyes pierced Madeline,.”Ma.

his teeth as he spat out these three

the soles of her feet through

pregnant with a child, but the child had died during her imprisonment. Since she’s also been a mother, why can’t she understand a mother’s feelings?” she said whilst

it! Do you want your child and your grandfather

grandfather and the murdered child, Madeline suddenly clenched her fist and her feeble body suddenly rushed towards Meredith

up Meredith’s collar

still dare mention my grandfather and my child! Why were you not the one who

hurts!” Meredith screamed again and

not expect that Madeline would

a bit of force to finally push Madeline away and protect

was pushed violently, her back hitting the wall behind her. The immediate pain was so much so

Before leaving, he glanced at Madeline. That glance was alike

was still hurting physically and mentally. She also had no more energy to explain and

took out the painkillers from her bag. As she was about to take one, a

and out came a large man who grabbed

doing?

her body became more and more

Madeline saw Jeremy’s cold face as soon as she looked

black coat, looking cold and

Meredith’s hand, Jeremy snatched it away, and seeing that it was painkillers, he

pain as well don’t you, Madeline? When you hurt my son with a knife and bullied Meredith, have you ever thought that they would feel

voice. Flicking his palm suddenly, he threw

The area of the tumor hurt so bad that it made it

ordered and the car quickly sped on the

where Jeremy was taking her but she endured the severe pain

you won’t believe what I say, but I will

“Shut up!”

his terrifying and malicious

more word and I will throw you out

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mouth. She glanced out the window. The sky was overcast as if it

the sections of road that seemed to be gradually familiar,

out of the car freely while

environment, Madeline’s eyes widen in

you bring me

facing Jeremy’s back, but

she had built for her grandfather and the dead child. She no longer had

was. She took a deep breath, enduring the pain, and then she raised

her, noble and cold, his aura

here?” Madeline asked, gritting her teeth, her vision was being gradually blurred by the

pinched Madeline’s chin with his warm fingers. A terrifying smile in his slender and

you experience for a moment, a bitter

“What?”

only see the white snow falling from the

He suddenly ordered, shaking off

sounds of chiseling a stone wall. She turned her head abruptly and saw several bodyguards smashing

was a “boom” in Madeline’s head,

“No! Stop it!”

up and wanted to run to

smash it! Don’t!” Madeline cried,

“Now you know fear? Why were you not afraid when

your son! Tell

to be covered over with salt in

was quickly broken open and two urns, one

anymore. Her eyes were blurry and her body

son and Meredith. It’s all my fault! You can vent your anger at me, just don’t touch my

to him, begging for mercy, even accepting

Jeremy did not even look at her. He reached out and took the urn containing a small pile

daze. Her face was as white as paper, and she

this is also your daughter,

only have one child,

glanced at the small pile of ashes in the

Crash!

shattered and

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puppet without strings,

a sudden and the intense

“No!”

were gradually washed away by snow and

hands desperately rubbing against the uneven ground as she

were gradually stained red from the blood flowing out of her palms, and then it melted away in the rain and

her only glimmer of hope was completely

laughed miserably, her red and wet eyes staring