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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.

cheeks marred with a long wound, Madeline felt her heart clench in pain. Blood began to

tigers would prey on their young.

her hands. Then she used both her hands to grab Madeline’s right and began to wail, all while holding Madeline tight enough

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

top of her lungs, making Madeline’s head ache with how loud she was

this was Meredith’s plan all

and Mrs. Whitman rushing downstairs and toward them. Seeing the scene, Mrs. Whitman exclaimed in shock, “Oh My God! My precious grandson!

Jeremy walked through the doors just as she began to rage

to cry and shake. “Jeremy! Madeline tried

hearing Meredith’s words,

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

before she

“Jeremy, it wasn’t me…”

“Bang!”

hard enough to

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into her and spread throughout

your life a living hell if anything

pushed. This time it was her head that knocked against the coffee table. Her forehead was

appeared in her vision and her mind

come after me all

again before he turned around to

he marched out. “Don’t

promised Meredith, a promise that

as she watched Meredith turn around to smirk victoriously. Never would

be to do such a merciless

thought of Jackson’s angelic appearance, so cute and innocent, potentially marred for

doctor to quickly patch

watched a nurse rush

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

and we need an infusion, but the hospital doesn’t have blood packets that fit your son. As

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

Haha.

could not help but laugh

just how

this very fake act turned into something magnificent in

over to

Jeremy!” Meredith looked at Jeremy with teary eyes and followed the

run out not a minute later. “The doctor said no, Jeremy.

wail, clutching

so cruel? Why can’t she just hurt me? Why did she have to hurt our

that, Madeline watched bloodlust bloom

heart clenched and she turned to the blood donation center without sparing them another

Meredith’s, the rare

her initial concern about the situation of her body

Madeline donated Jackson 500c.c worth of her blood, leaving her body too

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to have Jeremy’s

her blood to

“Huh? Oh, that one.”

hid herself in

know

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

just as Madeline’s consciousness began to

pain in her body was still present and the

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

back, hiding behind

drifted over. “Hmph. So some woman just happened to step up and donate blood for that thing. I don’t know where

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

the words out

even the words of

and Jeremy’s son. How could she be so fickle with

That was inhumane!

suppress the fumes of anger, Madeline

see Madeline and her expression shifted immediately. “Why are

“You are inhumane, Meredith!”

Madeline raised a hand to slap it across Meredith’s

on their young! Yet you? Not only did you slice your own son’s cheek open, how

over Meredith’s features. “You

by a unique notification

going to make you pay for slapping me, Madeline.

was right. She watched as Meredith undid her updo and mess it up,

“Help! Jeremy, save me!”

suddenly bawled,

but most importantly, Jeremy

Meredith on the floor, her clothes amiss and her hair a mess like a frightened doe, Jeremy quickly rushed over to

don’t want anything else, Jeremy. I just want our kid to be fine,” She wailed, tears and snot everywhere as she stared

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into Jeremy’s arms in terror, vividly creating

the same old trick but still, he believed

long been accustomed to these looks, but she still could not get used to the

deeply. Yet, it no longer held the gentleness it

Jeremy was holding Meredith, his cold, blade-like eyes

out these three syllables, each with

felt a chill travel from the soles of her feet through her

told me that she herself had been pregnant with a child, but the child had died during her imprisonment. Since she’s also been

it! Do you want your child and your grandfather to die

clenched her fist and her feeble body suddenly rushed

Meredith’s collar and

child! Why were you

hurts!” Meredith

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

to finally push Madeline

hitting the wall behind her. The immediate pain was so much so that she could not

Meredith who was still crying and turned around. Before leaving, he glanced at Madeline. That glance was alike a poison-laced awl as it plunged into Meredith’s

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

painkillers from her bag. As she was about to take one, a black car stopped

out came a large

doing? Let go

body became more and

the car and Madeline saw Jeremy’s cold face as soon as

looking

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

with a knife and bullied Meredith, have you ever thought that they would feel

in a cold voice. Flicking his palm suddenly,

of the tumor hurt so bad that it made it

the car quickly sped on the

the severe pain

I will still say it. I didn’t hurt your

“Shut up!”

his terrifying and

one more word and I will throw you out

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window. The sky was overcast as if

seemed to be gradually

of the car freely while Madeline was dragged out

surrounding environment, Madeline’s

did you

asked facing Jeremy’s back,

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

the tumor was. She took a deep breath, enduring

of her, noble and cold, his aura was inviolable

teeth, her vision was being

his warm fingers. A terrifying smile

experience for a moment, a bitter

“What?”

the white snow falling from the sky, obscuring Jeremy’s

ordered, shaking off Madeline

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

a “boom” in Madeline’s head, then

“No! Stop it!”

yelled. She had gotten up and wanted to run to stop them, but Jeremy

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

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

your son! Tell them to

had long been riddled with hole-like wounds seemed to be covered over with salt in this split

broken open and two

not breathe anymore. Her eyes were blurry and

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

feet, bowing desperately to him, begging for mercy,

her. He reached out and took the urn containing a

Her face was

this is

have one child, and his name is Jackson

glanced at the small pile of ashes in

Crash!

shattered and the

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a puppet without strings,

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

“No!”

the ashes that were gradually washed

the uneven ground as she

stained red from the blood flowing out of her palms,

her only glimmer of hope was completely

laughed miserably, her red and wet eyes staring