Chapter 161
Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife
When he heard Madelineâs words, Jeremyâs face went cold.
He pressed his thin lips tightly together and grabbed Madelineâs chin all of a sudden.
Madeline did not expect him to do this. However, she managed to quickly dodge away. âMr. Witman, you have a fiancée. Please have some respect for yourself.â She reminded him.
However, Jeremyâs face was icy as he stared piercingly at Madeline. âYou say youâre not her, but do you have the guts to show me your left chest area?â
He would never forget the mole on Madelineâs left chest. It was extremely glaring on her fair and smooth skin.
After he said that, Madelineâs face fell.
âMr. Whitman, are you joking? Do you think Iâll let you see that part of my body? Please let go of me.â
He stared at the beautiful eyes in front of him. âAre you feeling guilty? Is that why you wonât show me?
Madeline, why arenât you dead yet?â
âWhy didnât you come back to me if youâre alive and well?â
âWhy am I not dead yet?
âAm I such an obstacle in your life just because Iâm alive? Do you want me to die again so badly?â
After he said that, Madeline smiled. âMr. Whitman, youâre hilarious. I told you my name is Vera Quinn.
Iâm not your ex-wife, Madeline Crawford. If you donât let me go, Iâll call the cops.â
At this moment, a car stopped next to Madeline. The window of the car was rolled down and a womanâs voice called out to her.
âVera, I heard you won the auction and youâre now the owner of the shop. Letâs go have a few drinks to celebrate! Whoâs that? Why is he holding your hand?â
Jeremy felt that this questioning voice sounded extremely annoying. Then, he heard Madeline introducing him calmly. âThis is the young master from the most influential family in Glendale. Heâs also the president of Crawford Corporation, Mr. Jeremy Whitman.â
âOh, itâs him. Why is he holding your hand?â
Madeline chuckled lightly. âHe says I look like his dead ex-wife.â
âPah! There are so many similar-looking people in this world and you look like someone who died?
Say, Mr. Whitman, is this a trick to get to know Vera? Iâve seen all kinds of cheap tricks, but there are too many men out there who want to get to know our Vera. If youâre interested, you can get in line.â
Jeremyâs face became icier when he heard that. His bottomless eyes were still glued on Madeline.
Madeline used this chance to retract her hand. Then, she got into the car.
In an instant, Jeremy felt an emptiness in his hand. At the same time, he felt his heart getting empty as well.
âIâll see you when I see you, Mr. Whitman.â
Madeline sat in the car and smiled at Jeremy. Then, the window was rolled up slowly.
The car drove further away. Madeline looked at the tiny figure in the rearview mirror and lifted her hand to tidy the hair on her forehead.
Jeremy stood in place as the darkness of the night blurred his vision.
They had the same face, but she said she was not her.
Jeremy frowned.
His heart started beating normally again.
Indeed, she was not.
Madeline would not have that sharp and mature gaze. Plus, she would also not have such a thought-
provoking smile.
She had always been simple, and she simply loved him for so many years.
Jeremyâs heart sank once again.
Meredith had looked all over for Jeremy before she finally found him. âJeremy, why are you here? The woman just nowâ¦â
Jeremy ignored Meredith and just went straight home.
On the way, he contacted his trusted assistant, Ken Baker. âInvestigate a woman named Vera Quinn for me. I need the information tomorrow morning.â
On this night, Jeremy tossed and turned in bed. In the end, he could only fall asleep with the special aromatherapy kit.
The next morning, he sped to the office. Ken followed behind him and handed him the information he got. When Ken looked at the photo of the woman, his expression was abnormal.
âMr. Whitman, isnât this Madeline, your ex-wife who has been dead for three years?â