Chapter 1286
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Ryan left it at that and turned to leave.
He had lured Jeremy out so that he could warn and take his frustration out on him.
He had just taken two steps when Jeremyâs voice rang out from behind him.
âWhereâs my wife, Ryan?â
Ryan halted and turned to look at Jeremyâs color-drained expression. His smile deepened at the sight.
âSheâs my legal wife. Where else would she stay but at my home? Relax, with my parents-in-law watching over her, sheâll be alright.â
Parents-in-law?
Jeremy knew that Ryan was referring to Eloise and Sean.
However, why would they be his parents-in-law?
Linnie would always be his wife only.
Ryanâs mood brightened even more as he read the anger in Jeremyâs eyes.
âIâve got to thank you for that, Jeremy. Thank you for handing over your parents-in-law to me.â
Jeremy clenched his fists and knitted his brows in anger. âRyan Jonesââ
âHow about you save that breath to call an ambulance, hmm? Before you die of blood loss here with how much of your strength youâre wasting. Itâd be a shame if my opponent dies so early.â
Ryan interrupted before turning back around with a victorious smile.
Jeremyâs vision began to blur, and he fell onto one knee, his body no longer had the strength to hold him up.
Fresh blood streamed freely from his shoulder, dyeing his wedding ring red.
âLinnieâ¦â
No longer able to hold himself up, Jermey fell onto the ground in exhaustion.
Just as he closed his eyes, he saw a vague and familiar figure running toward him.
âWake up, Jeremy!â
The voice sounded familiar, but Jeremy did not have the strength to ponder before he fell unconsciousâ¦
After who knew how long, Jeremy finally woke from his drowsy slumber. Under the dim light, Jeremy found the sky outside the window to be pitch dark as if it was already midnight.
He closed his eyes and thought back to the words Ryan told him back at the warehouse.
âLet me tell you, Jeremy Whitman. This is more than just a mere title. This is also about the life of the person I respected the most!
âGo home and ask that old man what he did back then.â
Ryanâs hatred seemed to be aimed at more than just Jeremy. It seemed to involve the entire Whitman family.
The person he respected the most. His parents, perhaps?
Jeremy furrowed his brows, deep in thought. He then lifted his hand with difficulty. His heart clenched as he stared at the traces of blood on the wedding ring.
âIt must hurt for you too, doesnât it, Linnie?
âI want to hold and comfort you. I want to protect you and keep you safe and warm.â
Jeremy sighed quietly, unable to move on from his worries about how Madeline was doing.
He had no idea if Ryan would hurt Madeline or not.
While he stayed deep in thought, a doctor entered the room.
The doctor let out a sigh of relief after seeing that Jeremy had woken up. âThank goodness a professional did first aid on you, or it wouldâve been too late by the time you got to the hospital.â
Jeremy then remembered the blurry figure that appeared before he lost consciousness.
âWho sent me to the hospital, doctor? Are they still here?â
âHe already left, but he left a note for you.â The doctor then handed Jeremy a slip of paper.