Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 398

Chapter 398

‘You’re still alive, Maddie.

‘Not to mention that your life’s great now.

‘Thank goodness…’

Having admitted her identity, Madeline told the two of her experiences the past three years as well as what she planned to do.

With reddened eyes, Ava sniffed and turned to look at a despondent Daniel. “No way, Maddie. Don’t tell me you’re actually going to marry Jeremy again! He almost killed you! It’s because of the news of your marriage to Jeremy that forced Dan and me to use such a way to get you to admit that you’re Maddie.”

With that, Ava proudly bumped her shoulder with Madeline’s.

“I knew you still cared about me, Maddie. You get full marks for this test!”

Madeline smiled before gathering her emotions, becoming serious. “My marriage with Jeremy is a must. I have to marry him.”

“Why?” Ava could not understand. “Did you forget how he and Meredith used to treat you?”

“It’s because of how they used to treat me that I must marry him again.” Madeline’s gaze was determined. “I’ll let those who hurt me know of the pain that I felt.”

Ava and Daniel knew better than to persuade Madeline when they took in the determination in her eyes.

Ava had to stay in the hospital due to her leg injury, so Daniel sent Madeline to the intersection instead.

Under the warmth of the autumn sun, he recognized the hints of youth from his memories in Madeline’s defined brows and the small smile that graced her lips.

“Would you give me the chance to take care of you when your plan for revenge is over, Madeline?”

While remaining quiet, she found the telltale signs of a confession in Daniel’s eyes.

Madeline gave a regretful smile. “Thank you for caring about me, Dan, but I’ve come to realize that timing matters too. Perhaps you were the right person at the wrong time.”

“Do you still love Jeremy?”

“Love?” The word was extremely ironic when used with Jeremy.

Oh, how she had loved him, so much that she threw away her dignity and sense of self in the name of love. Yet all she got in return was the loss of her firstborn. Thinking about it now, her love was almost pitiful.