Chapter 880
Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife
She had heard everything he said. She could feel the regret and remorse oozing from Jeremy, as well as his internal conflict when it came to forgiving himself.
Staring at his back that was mere inches away, Madeline no longer felt that they were miles apart.
Leaning over, she lifted her arm to hold Jeremy from behind.
Deep within his own self-blaming throes, Jeremy was stunned when he felt Madeline suddenly pulling him into a hug. Warmth seeped into his chest.
âI know you canât forgive yourself for the things youâve done to me, but I mean it when I told you I donât hate you anymore.
âLetâs just live happily together for the rest of our days, Jeremy.â
Madelineâs clear voice drifted into Jeremyâs ears, falling into his heart like melodic notes.
He turned to face her, his chiseled features against Madelineâs ethereal and small face.
The two pairs of eyes locked. They were engulfed in comfortable silence.
His slender finger traced her brows as he got lost in her beauty.
âI love you, Eveline Montgomery.â
Madeline curled her lips into a smile as she pressed her forehead against Jeremyâs. âYeah, I know.â
Jeremy yearned to hear an âI love youâ echo from Madelineâs mouth, but he found himself content at that moment to have Madelineâs forgiveness instead.
The following day.
Madeline wanted to book a flight back to Glendale, but Cathy seemed to plague her mind.
She called Cathy who answered but rejected Madelineâs suggestion. âYou guys should go back, Evie.
There are still things here that I need to do.â
Madeline felt uneasy. âFelipe is dangerous, Cathy. You canât stay by his side anymore.â
âItâs because heâs dangerous that I need to stay by him.â Cathyâs tone was meaningful. âI think I understand how you felt back then, Evie, but Felipe is not Jeremy. I have to pull him back to the light. I canât bear to see him make mistake after mistake like this.â
Cathy then hung up the phone. Madeline called again, but her phone was turned off.
Taking the opportunity of Felipe being out, Cathy entered his study and gathered all evidence of his crimes from his computer.
She made a copy of his every illegal trade.
Holding his phone, Felipeâs gaze grew frosty beyond words as he watched Cathyâs every move.
âIs this why you begged to stay by my side, Cathy?
âYou donât love me anymore, do you?â
His lips curled into a shadow of a smile as he instructed someone to follow Cathy.
Not too long after, he received notice that Cathy had gone to the police station.
Felipe shattered the glass cup with his hands as a storm of fury began to brew within him.
âDidnât you want to stay by my side, Cathy? Why canât you be obedient? Why canât you just listen to me? Why? Why must you force me to this extent?â
He took out the hairband he was too reluctant to throw. His heart clenched unbearably as he coldly made the order. âIf she enters, fire.â
Even after standing at the entrance of the station for a long while, Cathy still could not bring herself to make the step inside. She had no idea that there was a gun aimed at her heart.
âI wonât let you make the mistake again, Felipe. Without washing off the dirt of your past, you will never have the chance to start again.â
Cathy thought to herself, only for her footsteps to come to a halt before she could enter the doors.
Staring at the USB in her hands, she could not bring herself to do it.
Felipe was on the way to the station when he suddenly received a call from Cathy. âFelipe,â she greeted, her voice sounding sweet but her tone resembling a plea. âFelipe,â she spoke, âCan you promise me to never involve yourself in illegal trade again? Will you give me the chance to love you?
Like the first time we met, can we start all over again?â
Felipeâs heart froze at her last two pleas.
Thinking about the gun aimed at Cathyâs heart, his heart thumped erratically within him. âWhere are you, Cathy?â
âI⦠Iâm standing in front of the police station.â
âDonât go inside!â Felipeâs voice trembled as he shouted.
âIâm not going toâ¦â
Cathy looked up at the police station and was about to turn around. However, just as she spoke, a bullet whizzed past and pierced through her thin frameâ¦