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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.

in pain. Blood began

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

hands. Then she used both

have to hurt my son? Hurt me

ache with how loud she was being.

this was Meredith’s plan all

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

the doors just as she

shake. “Jeremy!

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

her face as she stared at the man

sinister gaze froze her before she could finish explaining herself.

“Jeremy, it wasn’t me…”

“Bang!”

hard enough to send her

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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 feet with difficulty, she

if anything happens to my grandson!” Mrs.

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

her vision and her mind

have to come after me all

Madeline again before he

he

a promise that solidified Madeline’s impending

smirk victoriously. Never would she

one be to

appearance, so cute and innocent, potentially marred for

the doctor to quickly patch up the wound on her forehead, she immediately

watched a nurse rush

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

lost a fair amount of blood and we need an infusion, but

it, Nurse. I’ll do it! You can take all

Haha.

laugh at

how fake

act turned into

he walked over

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

later. “The doctor said no, Jeremy.

wail, clutching Jeremy

dies? How could Madeline be so cruel? Why can’t she just hurt me? Why did she

watched bloodlust bloom in the space

clenched and she turned to the blood donation center

rare

quick inquiry, the doctor waved off her initial concern about the situation

500c.c worth of her blood, leaving her body

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turned to leave only to have Jeremy’s voice ring

donated her blood

“Huh? Oh, that one.”

the nurse’s reply, Madeline hid herself in

was afraid that Jeremy would find it disgusting to know

in the corner, clenching her jaw and crouching as she saw Jeremy’s shadow pass

the blood donation had left her shivering from the cold. Curling into herself by the corner, she watched Jeremy’s figure leave and vanish from sight, just as Madeline’s consciousness began to give.

present and the wound on her forehead

found Meredith on the phone, approaching the emergency staircase, just as she was about to inquire about

stepped back, hiding

know where she came from but I hate it. She should’ve just let

two years ago! The only reason he’s still

shocked by the words out of Meredith’s

even the

so fickle with her biological son’s life just to

That was inhumane!

fumes of anger,

to see Madeline and her

“You are inhumane, Meredith!”

a hand to slap it

tigers prey on their young! Yet you? Not only did you slice your own son’s cheek open, how can you even wish death upon him? How could a woman as evil as

over Meredith’s features. “You b*tch!

a unique notification on her phone. Reading its

me, Madeline.

that Meredith was about to try something and she was right. She watched

“Help! Jeremy, save me!”

suddenly bawled, climbing

gather, but most importantly, Jeremy arrived in time as

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

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

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terror, vividly creating the

old trick but still, he

Madeline had long been accustomed to these looks, but she still

she loved deeply. Yet, it no longer held the gentleness it

moment, as Jeremy was holding Meredith, his

teeth as he spat out these three syllables, each with an engulfing

from the soles of her feet through her whole body. It was

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 been a mother, why can’t she understand a mother’s

Do you want your child and your grandfather to die

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

up Meredith’s collar and slapped her

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

my face hurts!” Meredith screamed

expect that Madeline would suddenly lose her mind and rush over with so

took him a bit of force to finally push Madeline away and protect Meredith in

behind her. The immediate pain was so much so that

Before leaving, he glanced at Madeline.

mentally. She also had no more energy to explain and so turned away amidst

She trembled and took out the painkillers from her bag. As she was about to take one, a black car stopped in front of her all of a

door opened and out came a

you doing? Let go

body became more and

Madeline saw Jeremy’s cold face as soon as

was wearing a black coat, looking cold and abstinent, so full of

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

you, Madeline? When you hurt my son with a knife and bullied Meredith, have

in a cold voice. Flicking his

face turned pale. The area of the tumor hurt so

ordered and the car quickly sped on

know where Jeremy was taking her but she endured the severe pain whilst she looked at the man with

I say, but I will still say it. I didn’t hurt your son, it

“Shut up!”

angrily, his terrifying and malicious

more word and I

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the window. The sky was overcast as if it was going to

that seemed to be gradually

stopped. Jeremy got out of the car freely while

the surrounding environment, Madeline’s eyes widen

why did you bring me

asked facing Jeremy’s back,

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

tumor was. She took a deep

in front of her, noble and cold,

her teeth, her vision

with his warm fingers.

you experience for a moment,

“What?”

not understand. She could only see the white snow falling from the sky, obscuring Jeremy’s appearance

suddenly ordered, shaking off

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

was a “boom” in

“No! Stop it!”

wanted to run to stop them, but

Madeline cried, tears

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

your son! Tell

hole-like wounds seemed to be covered over with salt in this split moment. The deep and

stop. The grave was quickly broken open and two urns, one large and

not breathe anymore. Her

It’s all my fault! You can vent your anger

knelt down at Jeremy’s feet, bowing desperately to him, begging for mercy, even accepting those baseless

out and took the urn containing a small pile

Her face was as

Jeremy, this is also your

sneered. “I only have one child, and his name is Jackson Whitman. As for

in the

Crash!

and

Sinner

like a puppet without strings, losing all

have turned dark all of a sudden and the intense pain like her skin

“No!”

rushed towards the ashes that were gradually washed away by snow

against the uneven ground as she tried to

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

only glimmer of hope was

red