Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1287

Chapter 1287

Jeremy took the slip of paper and saw a line of words on it. The handwriting was messy to the point that deciphering it felt like an impossible feat.

It took Jeremy a while before he could vaguely read the handwriting. ‘Do not act rashly.’

The doctor spared a glance at the note in Jeremy’s hand. “The person who sent you to the hospital is most likely a doctor as well. Only a doctor would be able to perform such professional first aid. The handwriting too, only us doctors write like that.”

“Doctor?”

Jeremy fell silent.

He remembered seeing a familiar figure running toward him in a daze. The man had called out his name too.

However, Jeremy did not remember knowing a doctor here in Y Country.

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A few days later, Madeline had recovered greatly.

She washed up and got out of bed. Eloise went to hand her a warm bowl of herbal soup. “I made this myself. It’s for you.”

Madeline was stunned when she saw Eloise meeting her gaze with a gentle look. There was a kind smile on the woman’s elegant features.

Her heart warmed as her wound suddenly felt a lot better.

Eloise took Madeline’s lack of response as not wanting to drink her soup. She looked down disappointedly.

“You hate me too, don’t you? Like my daughter,” Eloise asked dazedly as sorrow filled her eyes. “Get some rest, then. I won’t bother you anymore.”

“Mom,” Madeline called out softly.

Eloise turned and frowned before she chided seriously, “Why are you calling me your mom again? You might share my daughter’s name, but you can’t just simply call other people your mom.”

Regret filled her eyes. She continued saying in a serious tone, “You have no idea what could happen when you mistake someone else as your family.”