Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife novel Chapter 1295

Chapter 1295

Watching Ryan’s face approach, Madeline’s mind was suddenly filled with images of Jeremy.

She still remembered how she had promised him during the day, “Don’t worry about me, Jeremy. I’ll take care of myself.”

Yet what was she doing now?

Was she going to let Ryan have his way, then let him drive Jeremy mad?

No way.

She would not be a puppet that Ryan could play with however he wished.

In the short span of a couple of seconds, Madeline’s mind flashed with numerous thoughts.

Seeing that Ryan’s lips were about to touch hers, she took a step backward.

Ryan’s eyes snapped open as his gaze darkened. He was just about to fly into a rage when somebody knocked on the door of the study.

Knock, knock.

“It’s me.” Adam’s voice sounded from outside.

Ryan let go and gave Madeline a strange look before he turned to open the door.

Madeline quickly picked her clothes from the floor and put it on, her heart still suffering from the aftershocks of what just happened.

Ryan’s actions had exceeded her imagination.

It seemed that as long as it benefited him, there was nothing he would not do.

He also seemed to become a completely different person when he got angry and held terrifying grudges.

Ryan opened the door and Adam was shocked to see Madeline standing next to the study table.

“So here she is. I was about to give her an injection but couldn’t find her,” Adam explained. “Should I come in and give it to her now?”

Ryan gave a slight nod and allowed Adam into the study.

Madeline felt heavily against it when she watched Adam walking over, especially when her eyes fell on the syringe in his hand. She tucked her hands behind her.

Adam walked toward her and reached out his hand confidently. “Let’s not waste each other’s time. You have no choice.”

After freshening herself up, a maid then brought her breakfast on time.

Madeline was not in the mood to eat breakfast at all for her mind was filled with thoughts of Eloise.

Just then, Ryan entered her line of vision and appeared by her door like a nightmare that refused to leave her alone.

Staring at the breakfast that she had not touched, Ryan walked over with a hand in his pocket. “What’s wrong? Do you not have an appetite for breakfast?”

“Where’s my mom?” Worry filled Madeline’s eyes.

It had been an entire night and she still did not know how Eloise was doing.

Ryan walked over to the table and looked at the breakfast. “Finish your food and I’ll bring you to see Mom.”

Taken aback, Madeline turned and walked back to the table. She sat down and immediately began to scoff food down.

She must have eaten too fast for Madeline almost choked on the milk. Coughing, she continued to scarf her breakfast down.

Ryan’s mood was light as he watched Madeline listen to his demands.

In no time, Madeline had forced herself to clean the plate. “Where’s my mom? Where did she spend the night yesterday?”