Chapter 875
Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife
Madeline stared at the bag thrown off to the side.
The bag was far from large, but it was certainly big enough to hold a four-year-old.
Not to mention that with how heartless Meredith was, Madeline would not be surprised if she had done such a thing.
Staring blankly at the bag for a few seconds, Madeline quickly went over to it.
Meredith watched Madeline open the bag anxiously and tiptoed behind Madeline. Raising the shovel in her hands, Meredithâs eyes were fierce.
âGo to hell, Eveline!
âBetween you and I, only one of us can survive!â
She aimed the shovel at the back of Madelineâs head and swung as hard as she could.
Meredith was about to get away with it when Madeline suddenly turned around and evaded her attack, catching her wrist.
âDid you think I wouldnât know that Iâm the person you want dead the most, Meredith? Did you think that Iâd still be as careless as I used to be?â Madelineâs gaze was sharp. Her will as a mother was giving her strength. âIâm your target. If you think youâre so powerful, then come after me! Donât touch my children!â
Meredith struggled out of Madelineâs grasp in mortification and staggered backward. âLet me tell you, Eveline Montgomery, so what if Iâm not powerful? So what if I decide to hurt your child? Whatâre you going to do about it?â
She chucked madly with a wretched gaze in her eyes. âI should never have been soft-hearted and let that b*stard child of yours live!â
âSoft-hearted?â Madeline had never felt more lied to by this act of âsoft-heartednessâ. âMadeline Crawford, you didnât keep Jack by your side because you were soft-hearted, no. You kept him there because he could get you what you wanted!â
With the truth revealed, Meredith clenched her jaw in evident infuriation.
Madeline slowly approached Meredith, her every step overwhelming with dominance. âYou had someone hit me in jail under Jeremyâs name, took Jack, almost killed my husband, marred my face, removed my corneas, and tried to come between Jeremy and me. I havenât forgotten a thing youâve done to me!
âYou were supposed to die for your crimes and leave us alone, but I never expected you to team up with Felipe. You underwent plastic surgery to look like me so that you could destroy my entire life again.â
Madelineâs pleasant expression had fallen in front of Meredith. All that was left was an icy glint in her eyes. âI can look past everything else, but I will not allow you to walk away after youâve hurt my daughter. That is my bottom line.â
Meredith was stricken by the sharpness in Madelineâs eyes, but she was quick to react by lifting the shovel to hit Madeline again.
Madeline reached out to grab Meredith by her neck and pushed her against a tree. Her forceful aura locked Meredith in place.
Madelineâs gaze sharpened. âDo you have any idea how much I hate you, Meredith? Why couldnât you have been happy enough to escape the death penalty after all your crimes? Why do you keep finding the need to disrupt my life again and again?â
Meredith could no longer breathe with how Madeline was holding her throat.
She had no idea when Madeline had suddenly gotten so strong. Coupled with the look in Madelineâs eyes that rivaled the chill of December, Meredith felt her heart grow cold.
She could not accept the fact that Madeline had the ability to restrict her movements in such a way when she was hardly anything at all back then.
Madeline was weaker than a pet as far as she was concerned. Madeline was supposed to be nothing but the trash under her foot!
Madeline could guess what Meredith was thinking from the look in her eyes. She was not in the mood to waste more time on the other. âSpeak, Meredith Crawford. Where is my daughter?â
Flushing from the lack of breath, Meredith smiled sinisterly. âHa. Eveline Montgomery, if you think youâre so great, then kill me now! Though Iâd like to know how you plan on finding your darling daughter with me dead!â
Madelineâs fingers on Meredithâs neck loosened slightly.
As much as she wanted the woman to die, Lillian was still the precious child.
Meredith gave a wicked smile as she recognized the hesitation in Madelineâs eyes.
Just as she was about to attack Madeline while the other was in a daze, a deep and mesmerizing voice cut through the air.
âKilling you would only dirty Linnieâs hands. Iâll do it instead.â
Meredithâs heart shook in her chest as a bone-chilling chill shot up from the bottom of her feet.