Chapter 1195

When Madeline was faced with Jeremy’s doubts, she could only clench her fists. She felt her nails digging into her palms before she slowly said, “Jeremy, there are some things I can’t tell you yet, but please believe me. I won’t ever do anything to hurt you.”

“If I don’t believe you, I wouldn’t be standing here right now.” Jeremy took Madeline’s hand and lowered his head closer to her. “Linnie, I’m your husband. You can trust me and rely on me anytime.”

When she heard his soft voice of patience and comfort, Madeline felt a pain in her heart. She looked at his deep expecting eyes but could not say anything.

“Jeremy, I—”

“Mr. and Mrs. Whitman.” A man walked over to say hello.

Madeline took Jeremy’s arm and smiled politely at the guest.

After he left, another came, and then a third one. They were all here to talk to Jeremy.

Madeline could feel Jeremy’s coldness toward her. It felt like he would rather have small talk with acquaintances than continue on with their conversation.

She knew that he was angry.

He was angry because she did not want to tell him the truth, that she did not pour everything out to him, and that she did not think of him as someone she could lean completely on.

Madeline looked at Jeremy, walked to the long table, and downed a glass of champagne.

…

After Ryan left the banquet hall, he walked down the emergency stairwell. As he neared the landing between the third and fourth floor, he heard loud sobbing.

When he got closer, he saw a curled-up Lana next to the trash can.

Lana opened her eyes wide in horror. “Ryan?”

“It’s me.” Ryan walked up to Lana with a blank expression. When he saw Lana gritting her teeth as she struggled to think of something, Ryan stretched out his foot and stepped on Lana’s fingers without any hesitation.

“Ouch!” Lana screamed in pain. “What are you doing, Ryan?! Take your foot off!”

Lana stared at Ryan angrily, her face looking hideous. “Ryan, don’t think you can bully me now that the Stygian Johnson Gang isn’t behind me. Let me tell you, even though my brother is dead, there’s still someone behind him! Hmph!”

She sneered, “What’s so great about Interpol anyway?! In the end, you guys still had to let me go and still haven’t caught the person behind my brother! Hahaha—uh!”

Lana’s laughter stopped abruptly when Ryan grabbed Lana’s jaw with his two fingers.

With a pull, Lana’s face showed that she was experiencing sharp pain.

“Let go of me, Ryan!”

“Do you know why you’re alive and back in Glendale?” Ryan’s eyes narrowed while his tone sounded extremely cold.

Lana stopped suddenly and looked at the face before her that had lost its gentleness with confusion.

“Don’t try and trouble Eveline. If my plans are disrupted because of you, I’ll make you suffer a thousand times worse than what you’re feeling right now!” Ryan warned fiercely before strongly pushing Lana away.

Lana ended up knocking the back of her head against the wall, the pain making her teeth chatter.

Ryan took out a handkerchief and wiped the fingers he had used to touch Lana in disgust. After wiping his hands, he threw the handkerchief to the ground and walked downstairs, his mood ruined.

Lana looked at Ryan as he walked away, feeling thoroughly confused.

Ryan was completely different from the Ryan she knew before.

‘Is it because his identity as a member of Interpol has been exposed that he has no qualms revealing what he’s truly like?’

Lana could not understand. In a disheveled state, she stretched her trembling hand into her bag and took out a small syringe before injecting it into her vein…

In the banquet hall, Madeline had drunk several glasses of champagne without knowing it herself.

When someone went over to say hello to her, she would drink two more glasses of red wine.

Perhaps it was because Madeline was drinking different types of alcohol, so she started to get a little drunk.

Even though Jeremy was talking to other people, he had never let his sight leave Madeline—not even for a moment.

When he saw her drinking glass after glass of alcohol, he felt a burning discomfort in his heart.

Madeline also started to feel sick in the stomach and wanted to lean on someone. However, when she quietly glanced at Jeremy, she felt that the man did not want to care about her at this moment.