Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman's Sinner Wife

Read Married by Mistake Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife [by Sixteenth Child] Chapter 1179 – Ryan noticed that Madeline was not satisfied but he was aware that she could not reject him.

As long as she still loved Jeremy, she would accept his requests.

Calmly, he ignited the car’s engine and did not list out his requirements even after a long while. He was busy admiring Madeline instead.

“You look stunning today. That emerald necklace makes your skin look even fairer,” he complimented.

Madeline did not know if Ryan had discovered anything as she turned to face out the window. “I don’t need your compliment. You can just state out your requirements.”

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Ryan looked at Madeline who had a stony look on her face. “This Thursday night, there’s going to be a party. The organizer is Sir Calver’s family. You might not be familiar with him, but he used to be part of Interpol. Upon retirement, he received the title of Sir. He’s considered to be quite famous in Glendale. That day will be his 80th birthday.”

He paused and continued, “He has invited many higher-ups in Glendale. Of course, that includes me and Jeremy.”

With Ryan speaking that clearly, Madeline seemed to know what was the requirement he was about to mention. “You want me to make an appearance at his birthday party as your wife?”

“Smart.” Ryan smiled. “Put on an act with me and you’ll be able to help Jeremy gain that precious anti-toxoid test reagent. Don’t you think it’s worth it?”

found it hilarious. “Ryan, I really don’t understand what sort of person

know what kind of person I am. As long you can

knew that Ryan was up to no

acting all mighty by using Jeremy’s life as an exchange. She

quiet and not answering, “You

clenched her fist. “I need

frowning, before saying thoughtfully, “Perhaps I should let Adam in to tell you a piece of news. Maybe then you won’t hesitate and

look. However, in less

witnessed Madeline passing out. He raised his hand a moment later and placed his fingertips over Madeline’s brows, gently stroking them. “Eveline, I hope you get this through your thick skull sooner. You

a victorious smile, then slammed on the gas pedal while turning the steering wheel

…

woke up

thought of holding her breath and pretending to be unconscious, but she was too late for

and odorless. She would not be able to

trailed Ryan from behind, all

pendant on