Chapter 57
“Do you see them? Mr. Whitman, thank you for your concern. You allowed me to live such a fulfilling life every day during my thousand over days in prison.”
Madeline smiled bitterly, her hot tears falling on the back of Jeremy’s hand. His slender fingers trembled lightly. He never knew that tears could be so hot.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Madeline heard the sound of the wiper wiping against the windshield.
The air around her body seemed to quiet down suddenly. Madeline wiped away her tears, the look in her eyes becoming calmer all of a sudden.
“Jeremy, if I could do it all over again, I would rather that I never met you.”
After hearing Madeline’s words, Jeremy seemed to come back to his senses. He stared at her with his bottomless eyes.
“Madeline, you have no choice. You’ve become my wife, and you’ll never be able to change this fact in this lifetime.”
Madeline sneered sarcastically, “Oh? Really? Mr. Whitman, you’re saying that you’ll never divorce me in this lifetime? What about your little miss two-faced? Are you not afraid that she’d be so sad that she’ll try to commit suicide after hearing this?”
Seeing Madeline’s tearful and mocking smile, Jeremy’s thin lips moved. However, in the end, he did not say anything. He merely stepped on the accelerator.
Madeline cried and fell asleep unknowingly. When she woke up, she found herself lying on the bed she used to sleep in.
Jeremy had brought her back to the house she stayed in before. Madeline was a little surprised. The layout and decorations of the place had not changed at all. However, when she thought that maybe Meredith would make love to Jeremy in this bed every night, Madeline felt so sick that she started having stomach cramps instantly.
She ran into the bathroom and vomited, but nothing came out.
It was already dark, and she had slept for the whole day.
She did not have anything to eat either.
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