Chapter 205
Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife
Tanner Long!
This tramp!
How could he have gotten in?
Confusion and unease settled in Meredithâs stomach.
Tanner was pointing at Vera, claiming she was a ghost with eyes blown wide and fright written all over his face!
That could only mean that he had mistaken Vera for Madeline and was sent into shock. Being sent into shock meant that he could end up saying things he should not!
However, Madelineâs lips quirked at Tannerâs terrified scream. From the corner of her eyes, she watched anxiety flash across Meredithâs expression. Then, Madeline approached Tanner with a confused look.
Locking eyes with Madeline, Tannerâs fright grew as he began to shout. âAh! It-Itâs really⦠Itâs you!â
Coupled with the influence of alcohol, he believed without a doubt that Madelineâs ghost had come to haunt him!
For all the horrible things he had done in his life, it made sense to feel such a heavy weight of guilt.
Madeline raised a brow and asked with mock confusion, âDo you know this man, Mr. Whitman? Why does he look so afraid of me?â
Jeremy had no idea that Madeline was the one who sent Tanner the invitation, allowing him to attend tonightâs celebration.
He furrowed his brows and walked toward Tanner, frost seeping from his attractive features.
The sight of Tanner reminded him of how this horrendous man had tried to rape Madeline twice and how he proclaimed to have an illicit relationship with her.
âJeremy!â Meredith quickly ran over to pull Jeremy back by his arm. âTodayâs the 50th anniversary of Whitman Corporation, Jeremy. Letâs not ruin the atmosphere for everybody just because of him, alright? Just have the bodyguards throw him out. You shouldnât have to deal with it yourself.â
âAm I safe to presume that you all recognize this man, Miss Crawford?â Madeline walked over curiously. âWho is he exactly?â
Meredith frowned, displeased. âHe used to be one of Madelineâs friends, or rather, Madeline and he were involved in that kind of relationââ
âEnough.â
Jeremy parted his lips to interrupt, the ferocity in his icy tone rendering Meredith silent.
His gaze and expression as of that moment had people shivering.
âOh⦠Is that who he is?â Madeline nodded in understanding before slowly walking toward Tanner who was stumbling on his feet with a hand on the table for support. âWell then, Sir. You donât seem very welcomed here. Perhaps you should leaveâ¦â
âDonât come close, Madeline! Go away! I get that you have unfinished business, but if youâre going to haunt someone, Iâm not the one you should be haunting! If you want to haunt someone, go haunt Meredith instead! Itâs her! Sheâs the one who killed you!â
With that, the ballroom fell into pin-drop silence.
The corners of Madelineâs lips curled as she tilted her head to stare innocently into Jeremyâs ice-cold eyes. âWhat is this man saying, Mr. Whitman? What haunting? What does he mean haunt Meredith instead?â
At that, Meredith felt the air around her turn void. She felt as if she had been thrown into an ice house.
Not daring to look at the expression on Jeremyâs face, she rushed up to Tanner instead. âWhat drunk nonsense are you saying, Tanner? Thereâs no ghost at all! Madelineâs not here anymore! Also, Iâve never done anything against my conscience! When have I ever hurt her? I saw Madeline as my own sister. Donât frame me for things I didnât do!â
Tanner found himself sobering slightly thanks to Meredithâs shouting, but the sight of Madelineâs intrigued smile seconds later had him once again petrified.
âMadelineâs right here! Canât any of you see her? It canât be that Iâm the only one who sees her, right? I knew it. She has definitely come to haunt me!â