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Read Married by Mistake Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife [by Sixteenth Child] Chapter 809 – Madeline watched the man
walking toward her and her heart started racing.
She was pregnant and was worried that Jeremy would behave irrationally, so she took a step back out of vigilance.
When Jeremy saw Madeline’s evasive behavior, he curled the corner of his lips and said sarcastically, “Mrs.
Whitman, are you worried that I’ll do something to you? Are you afraid that I’ll hurt Felipe’s child?”
“…”
She was indeed worried that the child inside of her would get hurt, even though the child was Jeremy’s.
Madeline swallowed the secret down and said indifferently, “You’re right. The child inside of me is very important to
me. So, Mr. Whitman, please act appropriately.”
As soon as she said that, Madeline saw Jeremy’s eyes sink as they instantly looked colder.
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“Since you’re so worried, take this umbrella so that you won’t catch a cold.”
As he said that, he handed the umbrella in his palm to Madeline and took something out of his pocket.
Madeline looked intently at it. Amidst the drizzle, she saw Jeremy holding a faded colorful seashell.
“Last time, you told me that you wanted to give everything back to me so that we won’t owe each other anything
anymore. So, I’m giving you what I owe you.” It was obvious what Jeremy meant. It was just that Madeline had not
expected it at all.
She gave that seashell to him more than ten years ago and he had always cherished it, but now he was telling her
that he wanted to return it to her.
‘So, is this what he meant when he said that I dropped something?’
When Jeremy saw that Madeline was confused, he pursed his thin lips and laughed. “What are you thinking about,
Mrs. Whitman? Don’t you want to clear everything up between us?”
When Madeline heard what he said, she looked at him with a pretense of calmness. “You’re right. Since we want to
clear everything up between us, we don’t need to keep any memorabilia of our past.”
She took out the bookmark that she had kept carefully from the compartment of her bag.
“I’ll give this back to you as well then, Mr. Whitman.” She handed it over.
Jeremy looked down at the bookmark. “Mrs. Whitman, have you been carrying this bookmark around with you? Is it
because you still have a little nostalgia for a scumbag like me?”
“You’re wrong. I bring it around so that I can return it to you anytime and anywhere,” Madeline said nonchalantly,
“Here, take it.”
Jeremy stretched out his hand and took the bookmark. “Since that’s the case, this bookmark is useless to you,
right? You won’t mind what I do with it?”
“Of course,” Madeline said with disdain.
After she finished speaking, she saw Jeremy turning around and throwing the bookmark into the burning brazier
next to the tombstone.
Madeline’s heart felt as if it was torn abruptly. She felt an unexplainable pain.
He actually burned the bookmark.
“Now this is actually clearing everything up,” Jeremy said, turned around, and looked back.
Madeline pretended to be indifferent and looked at Jeremy coldly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe walked toward her and handed the seashell over. “Here, this is yours.”
Madeline stretched out her palm at Jeremy. As he reached out to place the seashell, their fingertips touched for a
second. The very next second, he let go.
“Eveline, from now on, there are no more ties between us. Don’t worry, I won’t follow you again, nor will I love you
again.” His low and deep voice echoed in her ears.
Jeremy brushed against Madeline’s shoulder when he walked past her.
The seashell fell on Madeline’s feet with a clink as he left.
Madeline suppressed the painful emotions that she was feeling at that moment. When she could tell that Jeremy
had walked away, she cautiously squatted down and picked up the seashell.
The words he just said echoed in her head. ‘Eveline, I won’t ever love you again.’
He did not love her anymore.
That was why he could b**n the gift that he had given her back then.
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