Chapter 970
Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife
Madeline looked at the smiling man in surprise. âDid you just say I saved you, Mr. Jones?â
Ryan was taken aback when he heard that. Then, he nodded.
âI donât know if you remember this, though.â Ryan held a coin in between his fingers.
Madeline shook her head in confusion. âNo.â
âSo youâve indeed forgotten about it.â Ryan chuckled in slight disappointment. When he was about to explain, Mrs. Jones walked in.
Compared to her aggressive attitude that day, she looked much friendlier and approachable this time.
âI heard about what happened to your house, Miss Montgomery. If you donât have a place to go for the time being, you can stay in our guest room. Iâm sorry for what happened before and I hope you donât take it to heart.â
Madeline placed the cup down and got out of bed. âThank you for your kindness, Mrs. Jones. It was just a misunderstanding, so I wonât take it to heart.â
She looked at the time and noticed it was the next morning.
âI need to go now. Thank you, Mr. Jones.â
âYou donât have to be in such a rush. You can clean up and have some breakfast first. Iâll send you to wherever you want to go later.â Ryan was extremely courteous.
Madeline figured that it would not be appropriate for her to go out like this, so she accepted Ryanâs offer.
After she cleaned herself up, she changed into the clothes that the maids fetched her under Ryanâs orders before going downstairs.
After she ate some breakfast, she got into Ryanâs car and arrived in front of Whitman Corporation.
Madeline thanked Ryan before walking to the front door. However, an angry voice called out her name all of a sudden from behind, âEveline Montgomery!â
Madeline stopped in her tracks and saw Naomi charging over at her with a malicious look on her face.
âYouâre indeed seducing Rye!â Naomi pointed at Madelineâs clothes angrily. âThese are the clothes that I had my eyes on! Ryan ordered them for me online and now theyâre on you!â
Naomi was getting more and more furious as she spoke. There were also jealousy and hatred behind her gaze.
âLast night, I saw him carrying you into the house and you only came out this morning. Eveline, how dare you say the tabloids and paparazzi are the ones spreading rumors about you? You and Ryan are indeed having an affair!â
It was working hours. Many employees and passersby were looking over at them when they saw this happening.
Naomi folded her arms across her chest. âThis is the number one socialite in Glendale, Eveline Montgomery. The moment her husband died, she came to seduce my fiancé. Sheâs such a fickle wh*re!â
âShut up!â
Ryan got out of the car and hurried over to stop Naomi from slandering Madeline.
âNaomi, Iâve broken up with you. Plus, Mrs. Whitman and I are only friends, so donât spew anymore nonsense.â
Naomi was infuriated. âRye, I dated you for two years and youâre treating me this way because of this fickle woman?â
âRyan, youâre so protective of Eveline that itâs hard for people not to misunderstand you two.â Lanaâs voice sounded.
Madeline looked at the man next to Lana and clenched her fists.
Lana laughed while feeling pleased with herself. She looked at everyone around her and stood in front of Madeline. âEveline, Naomi and I are here. Itâs time for you to kneel and apologize to us.â
âWhat? Kneel and apologize?â Everyone went crazy when they heard that.
âWho is this woman? How dare she ask Mrs. Whitman to apologize to her?â
Lana curled her red lips and smirked arrogantly. âYou donât need to know who I am. You just have to know that someone will kneel here and beg for forgiveness. You just need to watch.â
Naomi was surprised when she heard that.
Lana walked in front of Madeline. âEveline, what are you waiting for? Perhaps, you want to see Jeremy taking action against your son? If you want your son to meet your parents in hell, then just stand still!â
Lana threatened. After she said that, she turned around to leave.
Madeline quickly reached out her hand and grabbed Lanaâs wrist. âYouâre right. Someone is going to kneel and apologize, but that person is not me. Itâs you!â