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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.

marred with a long wound, Madeline felt her heart clench in pain.

Meredith’s actions. Not even tigers would prey on their young. How could

to be held back by Meredith who shoved the fruit knife into her hands. Then she used both her hands to grab Madeline’s right and began to wail, all while holding Madeline tight enough that she could not

to hurt my son? Hurt me instead, leave

her lungs, making Madeline’s head ache

this was Meredith’s plan

exclaimed in

through the doors just as she began

Meredith began to cry and shake. “Jeremy! Madeline tried to kill our

when he walked into the house had been a complaint about how everyone was so noisy. However, hearing Meredith’s words, his eyes shifted to the fruit knife and Jackson whose face was soaked with blood. Instantly,

skipped a fearful beat and the blood drained from her face as she stared at

gaze froze her before she could finish explaining

“Jeremy, it wasn’t me…”

“Bang!”

kicked her hard enough to send her

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against the corner of the coffee table as she fell onto the floor and shivered as the pain stabbed into her and spread throughout her body in waves. Climbing back onto her

anything happens to my grandson!” Mrs. Whitman warned harshly,

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 to leak from

in her vision and her

come after me all

gaze swept over Madeline again

be fine.” Jeremy comforted Meredith as he

promise that solidified

smirk victoriously. Never would she have expected Meredith to cut her own son’s face just to frame her, but that was the horrifying

must one be to do such

innocent, potentially marred for life had

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

she watched a nurse rush out

tears streaming off her face. “How is my

lost a fair amount of blood and we need an infusion, but the hospital doesn’t have blood packets that fit your son. As his mother,

Nurse. I’ll do it! You can take all

Haha.

not help but laugh at the

was just how

act turned into

over to

anything happen to our son, Jeremy!” Meredith looked at Jeremy with teary eyes and followed

doctor said no, Jeremy. I can’t give my blood when I’m still on my

wail, clutching Jeremy

dies? How could Madeline be so cruel? Why

bloom

turned to the blood donation center without sparing them another

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

off her initial concern about the

500c.c worth of her blood, leaving her

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

her blood

“Huh? Oh, that one.”

reply, Madeline hid herself in the

Jeremy would find it disgusting to know that it was her blood, but saving Jackson took

her jaw and crouching as she saw Jeremy’s

the corner, she watched Jeremy’s figure leave and vanish from sight, just as Madeline’s

present and the wound on her

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

stepped 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

He should’ve died two years ago! The only reason he’s

shocked by the

even the words

so fickle with her biological son’s

That was inhumane!

the fumes of anger, Madeline walked out the

see Madeline and her expression

“You are inhumane, Meredith!”

raised a hand to slap

your own son’s cheek open, how can you even wish death upon him? How

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

Madeline, Meredith was suddenly held back by a unique notification

pay for slapping me, Madeline. I’ll make your life a living

something and she was right. She watched as Meredith undid her

“Help! Jeremy, save me!”

suddenly bawled,

to gather, but most importantly, Jeremy arrived in time

clothes amiss and her hair a mess like a frightened doe, Jeremy quickly rushed over to carry her in

anything else, Jeremy. I just want our kid to be fine,” She wailed, tears and snot everywhere as she stared at Madeline in fear. “Please, Madeline.

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terror, vividly creating the image

trick but

Madeline. Madeline had long been accustomed to these looks, but

a face that she loved deeply. Yet, it no

holding Meredith, his cold, blade-like eyes

spat out these three syllables, each with an engulfing

travel from the soles of her feet through her whole body.

who at this time was leaning into Jeremy’s arms was crying nonstop. “Jeremy, how could Madeline be so cruel? She told me that she herself had been pregnant with a child, but the child had died during her imprisonment. Since she’s also

you want your child and your grandfather to die

her fist and her

collar and slapped her

dare mention my grandfather and my child! Why were you not the one who died, Meredith! You are the

hurts!”

situation happened so suddenly and Jeremy did not expect that Madeline would suddenly lose

force to finally push Madeline away

her back hitting the wall behind her. The immediate pain was so much so that she could

at Madeline.

still hurting physically and mentally. She also had no more energy to explain and so turned away

out the painkillers from her bag.

and out came a large man

are you doing? Let go

the pain in her body became

and Madeline saw Jeremy’s cold face as soon

looking cold and

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

don’t you, Madeline? When you hurt my son with a knife

cold voice. Flicking his palm suddenly, he threw the painkillers

pale. The area of the tumor hurt so bad that it made it hard for her to

the car quickly sped on the

the severe pain whilst she looked at the man with a

I know you won’t believe what I say, but I will still say it. I didn’t hurt your

“Shut up!”

angrily, his terrifying and malicious gaze

more word and I will

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window. The sky was overcast as if it

sections of road that seemed to be gradually

car freely while Madeline was dragged out

at the surrounding environment, Madeline’s

you bring

back,

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

to the ground, clutching where the tumor was. She took a deep breath, enduring the

and cold, his

asked, gritting her teeth, her vision

his warm fingers. A

let you experience for a

“What?”

She could only see the white snow falling from the sky, obscuring Jeremy’s appearance in

ordered,

head abruptly and saw several bodyguards smashing

“boom” in Madeline’s head, then

“No! Stop it!”

She had gotten up and wanted to run to stop

smash it! Don’t!” Madeline cried, tears falling wantonly from her

the man smiled lightly. “Now you know fear? Why were you not afraid when

your son!

completely crumbling and her body that had long been riddled with hole-like wounds seemed to be covered over

stop. The grave was quickly broken open and two

felt as if she could not breathe anymore. Her eyes were blurry and her body

please don’t! Alright, I was wrong! I shouldn’t have hurt your son and Meredith. It’s all my fault! You can vent your anger at me, just don’t touch my daughter and my grandfather’s

feet, bowing desperately to him, begging for mercy, even accepting

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

in a daze. Her face was as white as paper, and she was clutching at his

this is also your daughter,

“I only have one child, and his name is Jackson

small pile of ashes in the

Crash!

and the ashes were

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like a puppet

seemed to have turned dark all of a sudden and the intense pain like her skin was peeling swallowed her consciousness

“No!”

that were gradually washed away by

trembling hands desperately rubbing against the uneven ground

of

glimmer of hope

miserably, her red and wet eyes staring at