Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1787

After receiving the call, Fabian turned the steering wheel around without hesitation and drove at full throttle back to the hospital.

Evan had placed Madeline in the best VIP ward, but a t that moment, he was standing at the entrance of the ward, not daring to step in and disturb Madeline.

Upon seeing Fabian rushing from the other end of the corridor, Evan pointed at the ward with a worried look. “You’d better go in and have a look for yourself. She seems really weird.”

After hearing what Evan had to say, Fabian then looked through the small transparent window on the door and saw Madeline in the ward.

She was hugging both her legs, curled up at a corner, and her expression looked terrified.

Fabian frowned, then opened the door of the ward to enter.

Madeline, who heard the sound, abruptly lifted her eyes to look at him.

The sunlight shone through the window, falling onto Madeline’s back, giving a faint layer of halo on the side of her face.

Her pale and lifeless face displayed a messy yet prestigious type of beauty, yet it made her look so helpless and pitiful.

Upon seeing Fabian making his way toward, Madeline’s eyes suddenly glinted with mixed feelings.

The anticipation and anxiety interweaved in her gaze made Fabian feel troubled.

“What’s wrong with you, Eveline? Do you have some sort of disease?” Fabian approached the bedside and asked bluntly.

After he asked, Madeline’s eyes became red, to his surprise.

Fabian was stunned. He also could not believe that Madeline would immediately rush toward him and grasp his sleeve.

“Help me tell Jeremy that I really didn’t do anything to harm Jackson. I saw it with my eyes that it was Meredith who took the fruit knife and

slashed Jackson’s face. It really wasn’t me who did it. Jeremy… Why won’t he believe me?”

Fabian was confused at this, realizing that he did not know much about what had occurred between Madeline and Jeremy.

However, he had heard about Meredith.