Read Married by Mistake Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife [by Sixteenth Child] Chapter 57 – “Do you see them? Mr. Whitman, thank you for your concern. You allowed me to live such a fulfilling life every day during my thousand over days in p****n.”

Madeline smiled bitterly, her hot tears falling on the back of Jeremy’s hand. His slender fingers trembled lightly. He never knew that tears could be so hot.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Madeline heard the sound of the wiper wiping against the windshield.

The air around her body seemed to quiet down suddenly. Madeline wiped away her tears, the look in her eyes becoming calmer all of a sudden.

“Jeremy, if I could do it all over again, I would rather that I never met you.”

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After hearing Madeline’s words, Jeremy seemed to come back to his senses. He stared at her with his bottomless eyes.

“Madeline, you have no choice. You’ve become my wife, and you’ll never be able to change this fact in this lifetime.”

Madeline sneered sarcastically, “Oh? Really? Mr. Whitman, you’re saying that you’ll never divorce me in this lifetime? What about your little miss two-faced? Are you not afraid that she’d be so sad that she’ll try to commit s*****e after hearing this?”

Jeremy’s thin lips moved. However, in the end, he did not say anything. He merely stepped on

she found herself lying on the bed she used

she stayed in before. Madeline was a little surprised. The layout and decorations of the place had not changed at all. However, when she thought that maybe Meredith would make love to Jeremy in this bed every night, Madeline felt so sick that she started

ran into the bathroom and vomited, but

already dark, and she had slept

did not have anything to eat

the mirror. Her haggard face and red eyes reminded her of the times she screamed at Jeremy

this moment, her phone rang and it

before picking up. Daniel was very worried about her current situation. Madeline felt

body shuddered reflexively when she heard a sudden knocking on the door. She hung up

opened, and a middle-aged woman came in. She greeted Madeline respectfully,

ordered someone to put d***s that would cause her to miscarry into her soup after she

I’m leaving immediately,”

maid frowned awkwardly. “But Mr. Whitman

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