Chapter 439
Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife
âShut up!â Jeremy roared angrily.
Yvonne immediately kept quiet out of fear. She saw a coldness in Jeremyâs eyes and did not even dare to breathe too loudly.
Jeremy walked past Yvonne and his mother as he approached Madeline. When he saw Madelineâs displeased expression, he asked gently, âAre you full? If you are, then letâs go home.â
Madeline got up slowly, her arrogant eyes scanning across Yvonne and Jeremyâs mother. She said slowly, âI donât want to eat anymore. How can I have an appetite when Iâm facing those people.â
ââ¦â
Jeremyâs mother exploded immediately. âJeremy, did you hear that? Sheâs talking about me with that kind of attitude!â
Madeline smiled coldly. âSo what if Iâm talking to you that way? Do you think Iâll let you bully me like Madeline?â
âY-Youâ¦â Jeremyâs mother was at a loss for words. âVera Quinn, what do you mean? Are you outraged by the injustice Madeline suffered? How interesting. But you canât stop me from scolding her when she is a b*tch! She said Meredith was framing her, but if she had behaved well, who would have wanted to harm her?
âThat heartless b*tch slashed my grandsonâs face and I still havenât avenged my grandson for that.
Thankfully, sheâs dead now. If not, I will never forgive her!â
âI told you to shut up! Didnât you hear? Do you want me to get angry?â Jeremy was livid now, and his eyes were filled with ice. âMadeline was proven to be Miss Montgomery. Do you dare to say all these to Eloise and Sean?â
ââ¦â His mother pressed her lips together in awkwardness.
When she found out that Madeline was the Montgomeriesâ daughter, she was completely stunned.
Madeline was a feral child who was brought up by a mentally ill old man but she turned out to be the young lady from the influential Montgomery family. She refused to accept this.
Back then, she even curried flavor with Eloise. She said it would be amazing if they could be in-laws. In the end, Madelineâs true identity came back and slapped her across the face.
The room plunged into silence as Jeremyâs gaze softened. âVera, letâs go back.â
Madeline released her tightly clenched fists as she glared at Jeremyâs mother with an icy gaze that was filled with flames of anger.
When Jeremyâs mother saw Jeremy holding Madelineâs hand considerately, she started muttering to herself angrily, âHmph, so what if she was the Montgomeriesâ daughter? Iâm just telling the truth. That b*tch really almost disfigured Jack and she must have been involved in Brittany Montgomeryâs death too!â
Madeline stopped in her tracks. She turned her face, her piercing gaze landing on Jeremyâs motherâs face. âYou didnât see it with your own eyes or have any evidence, but youâre accusing someone of a crime. If the truth came out one day proving that Madeline was innocent, will you apologize? You wonât.
Youâll just bully the weak and kneel to the strong.â
ââ¦â Jeremyâs mother looked at Madelineâs mocking gaze with awkwardness on her face.
Of course, she was unconvinced and unsatisfied. However, she did not dare to say anything when she saw how much Jeremy protected Madeline. She could only endure her anger.
Madeline was right. She would only bully the weak and kneel to the strong. She would also take unfair advantage of the weak and fear the strong.
This time, she knew she was faced with a rival.
Vera was indeed something else. Madeline was not able to compare to her.
â¦
On the way home, the inside of the car was oddly quiet.
Madeline looked out of the window and saw the changing scenery outside. Her gaze looked desolate.
She would always remember this road. She remembered how he had choked her so cruelly just to protect Meredith. He also warned her and was suspicious of her.
Despite her using her life to plead for an ounce of trust from him, in the end, she was still kicked out of the car in disdain.
On that day, it had been very windy and was also raining cats and dogs.
She endured the pain in her body and collapsed to the icy ground.
If it was not for Felipe, she might have gotten run over by a car and would have died in the middle of the road. Perhaps, she would have died from pain.
âHeh.
âIn my memories, youâve only ever brought me pain.â