Chapter 1552
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Madeline hurried over and saw that the door of the room was opened. She lifted her eyes to look into the room and suddenly displayed a shocked, worried look on her face.
She did not hesitate before running inside. She charged to the end of the bed and picked up Pudding who was lying on his stomach while playing alone on the rug.
âPudding, why are you here alone?â Madeline picked up the child and felt that it had been a long time since she took care of this child.
Pudding blinked his clear and innocent big eyes. Then, he smiled foolishly at Madeline while looking at her.
âM-Mommy,â the little boy called out childishly.
Madeline felt her heart warming up. She lifted her hand to caress the childâs hair.
âGood boy, Pudding.â Madeline praised. When she wanted to lower her head to kiss the little guy, she remembered that she was wearing a mask, so she got rid of this idea. âPudding, tell me, why are you here alone? Where are your grannies?â
âG-Granâ¦â the little boy said the word âgrannyâ ambiguously. His speech was limited since he was only about a year old, after all.
âPudding, are you hungry?â
Pudding shook his head and pouted. âMommy, Daddy.â
âMommyâs here.â Madeline smiled benevolently. However, Jeremy was obviously not in this room and the bathroom was also quiet. There was no noise coming from it at all.
Madeline grumbled in a fit of pique while feeling dissatisfied. âLetâs forget about your daddy. Mommy will play with you.â
She grabbed the toy on the floor while she was at it and turned around to walk out of the room with her son.
Jeremy was standing by the door of the bathroom that was attached to the room, and he was recalling what Madeline said to their son just now. A satisfied grin appeared on his thin lips.
âLinnie.â
Madeline carried Pudding to the living room downstairs and played with the little child while feeling perfectly content.
She could not help but remember what happened to Jackson when he was about a year old. She recalled how Meredith had held a fruit knife and slashed his face. When she thought about the blood pouring out of his face back then, she would still feel as if her heart was being slashed a thousand times.
She had three children. She took care of Lillian and Pudding herself the moment they were born, except for Jackson. She had never even fed this child before.
âMommy, hungry.â
Pudding climbed to Madelineâs feet and blinked his clear eyes at Madeline.
Madeline picked up the little boy and quickly yet expertly made the milk. After testing the temperature, she handed it to the little boy who was waiting for his food.
Madelineâs heart was filled with joy when she watched the little boy holding the bottle while drinking contentedly.
âNot only do you look after my mother-in-law well, but you also know how to take care of my son so considerately, Miss Quinn. How rare.â
Jeremy suddenly appeared and said slowly as he walked over.
Madeline lifted her head to look at him and said in dissatisfaction, âIs this how you usually take care of your son, Mr. Whitman? You just left such a young child alone in the room?â
Jeremy smiled. He then walked to her side and suddenly sat down.
âIf I hadnât done that, how would I be able to see this motherly side of yours, Miss Quinn?â
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âItâs unfortunate that I got married so early. If not, Iâll surely not miss out on such a wonderful wife and mother like you, Miss Quinn.â
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Madeline suddenly stood up while listening to Jeremyâs words.
She towered over him and glared at the smiling man on the sofa with her beautiful eyes.
âJeremy Whitman, are you insane?â
Jeremy pressed his lips together in a smile. His smile became deeper and deeper.
âIt sounds much better when you call my name instead of Mr. Whitman.â
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âLinnie.â
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