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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.

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

actions. Not even tigers would prey on

to help Jackson stop the blood, only 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 struggle out of

Why did you have to hurt my son? Hurt me instead, leave

ache with how

this was Meredith’s

exclaimed in shock, “Oh My God!

Jeremy walked through the doors just as she began to rage

cry and shake. “Jeremy! Madeline tried to

so noisy. However, hearing Meredith’s words, his eyes shifted to the

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

before she could finish explaining herself.

“Jeremy, it wasn’t me…”

“Bang!”

her hard enough

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fell onto the floor and shivered as the pain stabbed into her and spread throughout her body in

hell if anything happens to my grandson!” Mrs. Whitman warned harshly, before pushing

floor again as Mrs. Whitman pushed. This time it was her head that knocked against the coffee table. Her

spots appeared in her vision and her

Madeline have to come after me all the time?” Meredith began to wail

and terrifying gaze swept over Madeline again before he turned

Meredith as he marched out. “Don’t worry, I’ll make the culprit pay

Meredith, a promise that solidified Madeline’s impending

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

be to do such a

Jackson’s angelic appearance, so cute and innocent,

the doctor to quickly patch

watched a nurse rush out of the

face. “How is my

the problems now. The child’s lost a fair amount of blood and we

Nurse. I’ll do it! You can take

Haha.

not help but laugh at the scene before

how fake Meredith

this very fake act turned into something

he walked over

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

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

to wail, clutching Jeremy

be so cruel? Why can’t she just hurt me?

watched bloodlust bloom in

the blood donation

type was just like Meredith’s, the rare RhAB blood type, she should be able to donate

waved off her initial concern about the situation of her body posing a

her blood, leaving her

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leave only to

donated her blood to my son?

“Huh? Oh, that one.”

hid herself in

know that it was

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. It was already the following

was still present and

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

stepped back, hiding

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 Jeremy definitely would

two years ago! The only reason he’s still alive is that

the

the words of

was still hers and Jeremy’s son. How could she be so fickle with her biological

That was inhumane!

of anger, Madeline walked

Meredith turned around to see Madeline and her expression shifted immediately. “Why

“You are inhumane, Meredith!”

Madeline raised a hand to

you? Not only did you slice your own son’s cheek open, how

Meredith’s features.

Meredith was suddenly held back by a unique notification on her phone. Reading its display, Meredith broke into

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

about to try something and she was right. She watched as Meredith undid her updo

“Help! Jeremy, save me!”

bawled, climbing away

but most importantly, Jeremy arrived in time

like

wailed, tears and snot everywhere as she stared at Madeline in fear.

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herself into Jeremy’s arms in terror, vividly creating the

played the same old trick but still, he believed

Madeline had long been accustomed to these looks, but she still could not get used to the murderous and cold look Jeremy

face that she loved deeply.

Meredith, his cold, blade-like eyes pierced Madeline,.”Ma. De.

as he spat out these

soles of her feet through her

had been pregnant with a child, but the child had died during her imprisonment.

child and your

murdered child, Madeline suddenly clenched her fist

up Meredith’s collar and slapped her

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

face hurts!” Meredith screamed again and

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

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

hitting the wall behind her. The immediate

crying and turned around. Before leaving, he glanced at Madeline.

also had no more energy to explain and so turned away amidst the curses

where the tumor was. She trembled and took out the painkillers from her bag. As she was about to

opened and out came a large

you doing?

pain in her body became more and

and Madeline saw Jeremy’s cold face

black coat, looking cold

hand, Jeremy snatched it away, and seeing that it

son with a knife and bullied Meredith, have you ever thought that

asked in a cold voice. Flicking his palm suddenly, he threw the

pale. The area of the tumor hurt so bad that

car quickly sped on the

taking her but she endured the severe pain whilst she looked at the man with

I say, but I will still say it.

“Shut up!”

terrifying

one more word and I will throw you out the

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to shut her mouth. She glanced out the window. The

at the sections of road that seemed to be gradually familiar,

stopped. Jeremy got out of the car freely while Madeline was

environment,

you bring me

asked facing Jeremy’s back, but

the dead child. She no longer had

took a deep breath, enduring the pain, and then she

and cold, his aura was inviolable

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

chin with his warm fingers. A terrifying smile in his

let you experience for a moment, a bitter

“What?”

did not understand. She could only see the white snow falling

suddenly ordered, shaking off

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

in Madeline’s head, then it

“No! Stop it!”

gotten up and wanted to run

Don’t!” Madeline cried, tears

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

I never hurt your son! Tell

that had long been riddled with hole-like wounds seemed to be covered over with salt in this split moment. The deep

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

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

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

desperately to him,

out and took the urn containing a small pile of ashes

looked at the ashes in his hand in a daze. Her face was as white as

this is also your

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

at the small pile of ashes in the glass

Crash!

and the ashes were

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puppet

seemed to have turned dark all of a sudden and the intense pain like

“No!”

were gradually washed

desperately rubbing against the uneven ground as she tried to collect the

the blood flowing out of her

like that, her only glimmer of hope

miserably, her red and wet