Chapter 1659
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Jeremy picked up all the torn papers, but he noticed that the damage was extensive, requiring more time to piece the fragments together.
He could only resort to wrapping the pieces in a handkerchief. Then, he returned to Madelineâs side, pretending nothing had happened after he went to the restroom.
âJeremy, are you okay? Did you catch a cold?â Madeline asked, uneasy, as she grabbed Jeremyâs hand.
Jeremy held Madelineâs hand and intertwined his fingers with hers.
âI still intend to take good care of you for the rest of your life, so how can I let anything happen?â He smiled softly, but he somehow began feeling that the torn papers in his pocket weighed heavily on his mind.
After returning to the hotel, while Madeline bathed, Jeremy sat on the sofa and took the opportunity to quickly sort the pieces of paper.
Fortunately, the paper fragments were not too small, so Jeremy still managed to sort it out, messiness aside.
With his quick reading speed, he finished the entire checkup report in a blink of an eye.
There was certainly nothing wrong based on the content of the paper, but Jeremy also noticed Madelineâs blood test report.
There was a deviation in one of the indices listed, and this index, in particular, quickly reminded him of his physical examination back thenâ¦
After her bath, Madeline came out of the bathroom, wiping her hair with a towel as she walked toward the bedroom. She lifted her eyes and saw a dazed-looking Jeremy sitting on the sofa, pieces of papers patched together on the coffee table in front of him.
Seeing those pieces of paper, a conjecture quickly formed in Madelineâs mind.
She hurriedly walked over and, as expected, saw that it was the report that she had ripped and threw away.
Madeline slowly stopped wiping her hair and lowered her hand as she walked to Jeremyâs side. Seeing him remain silent and beside himself, her hands reached out to touch his, but she noticed the coldness permeating the palms of his hands.
âJeremy,â Madeline gently called out Jeremyâs name, âI know what youâre thinking. This is exactly the reason I didnât want to tell you for the time being.â
The surrounding mood grew more silent after Madeline had spoken.
After a lengthy silence, Jeremy gradually showed some response.
One by one, he grabbed Madelineâs fingers tightly and grasped them in his palm, lest she disappeared from his life.
Madeline could feel Jeremyâs fear. It was identical to the time when she had been afraid that he would leave her forever.
âJeremy, donât worry about it, and stop jumping to conclusions. We still donât know the specifics of the situation. Plus, I donât feel that thereâs any problem with my body, so it could just be a coincidence.â
âHeartache, breathing difficulties, and eventually, severe enough to vomit bloodâ¦â
Jeremyâs lips parted weakly. His voice seemed to tremble slightly.
âHow did this happen? How did you alsoâ¦â Jeremy raised his hand and grabbed his hair in distress.
âJeremy, Jeremy, donât do this. I really am fine.â Madeline quickly reassured him.
Now, he was just like her back then. Worried, apprehensive, and distraught. This feeling could neither be consoled nor cured.
He could only be fine if she was fine.
âJeremy, listen to me. Even if I also have that poison in my body, donât forget we still have Adam! He can help us.â
âAdamâ¦â
A glint of realization suddenly flashed in Jeremyâs eyes and he stood up quickly.
âWeâre going back to Glendale now!â
âWeâve booked an afternoon flight, so weâll head to the airport after lunch.â
âOkay!â
Jeremy answered, the anxiety in his heart evident.