Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife novel Chapter 1457

Chapter 1457

Madeline had a bad feeling in her heart when she heard that.

However, when she remembered what had happened to Jeremy after the yacht exploded, she found a glimmer of hope amidst the restless beating of her heart.

“What are you thinking about? If you want to know, then follow me. Stop dilly-dallying.” The man urged coldly and impatiently.

Madeline took a step forward sluggishly. Due to the impact of the yacht explosion that day, she was still weak and feeble all over.

She walked slowly while the two maids followed behind her considerately as they were worried that she would fall all of a sudden.

Madeline was touched by this meticulous care. She felt that she was extremely lucky to have been saved.

The place was huge, and the decorations and renovations all had English influences. Everything here exuded a low profile yet elegant sentiment, from the small trinkets to the tables and chairs.

Madeline felt that the man who saved her had an extraordinary status. However, she could not figure out what this man’s background was.

Plus, he had just passed by and saved her out of good intentions. She did not need to dig into this person’s background and family.

Madeline followed behind the man without making a noise. The main reason was that she did not have the energy to speak.

The place was gigantic, and Madeline felt as if they had been walking for a few minutes before they reached a door. After they passed through the path in the garden, Madeline spotted a modern-looking single-story house.

When they were at the door, the man stopped suddenly.

“Your friend is inside. Go in yourself,” he turned around to say to Madeline.

Madeline looked straight at the man for two seconds before shifting her gaze to the single-story house in front of her.

‘Is Ryan inside?’ she thought to herself and started walking forward.

Madeline felt her heart sink when she heard that. Then, she looked at the white urn. She felt extremely heavy and conflicted. She wanted to cry but there were no tears.

When she recalled what had happened back then, she pondered for a short while.

‘Ryan, you made your decision back then to face death and end your life, right?

‘You said you wanted to thank me because my one dollar fulfilled your dream when you were 18, right?’

Madeline did not know how to describe her feelings right now.

Ryan’s death was giving her some kind of invisible pressure.

If he had not insisted on spending the last days of his life with her, he would not have ended up like this.