Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1195

Chapter 1195

When Madeline was faced with Jeremy’s doubts, she could only clench her fists. She felt her nails digging into her palms before she slowly said, “Jeremy, there are some things I can’t tell you yet, but please believe me. I won’t ever do anything to hurt you.”

“If I don’t believe you, I wouldn’t be standing here right now.” Jeremy took Madeline’s hand and lowered his head closer to her. “Linnie, I’m your husband. You can trust me and rely on me anytime.”

When she heard his soft voice of patience and comfort, Madeline felt a pain in her heart. She looked at his deep expecting eyes but could not say anything.

“Jeremy, I—”

“Mr. and Mrs. Whitman.” A man walked over to say hello.

Madeline took Jeremy’s arm and smiled politely at the guest.

After he left, another came, and then a third one. They were all here to talk to Jeremy.

Madeline could feel Jeremy’s coldness toward her. It felt like he would rather have small talk with acquaintances than continue on with their conversation.

She knew that he was angry.

He was angry because she did not want to tell him the truth, that she did not pour everything out to him, and that she did not think of him as someone she could lean completely on.

Madeline looked at Jeremy, walked to the long table, and downed a glass of champagne.

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After Ryan left the banquet hall, he walked down the emergency stairwell. As he neared the landing between the third and fourth floor, he heard loud sobbing.

When he got closer, he saw a curled-up Lana next to the trash can.

Lana opened her eyes wide in horror. “Ryan?”

“It’s me.” Ryan walked up to Lana with a blank expression. When he saw Lana gritting her teeth as she struggled to think of something, Ryan stretched out his foot and stepped on Lana’s fingers without any hesitation.

“Ouch!” Lana screamed in pain. “What are you doing, Ryan?! Take your foot off!”