Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1281

Chapter 1281

Jeremy felt his heart stop.

Thanks to momentum, Madeline fell forward and into Jeremy’s arms.

She had no idea what burning entity pierced through her body, but warmth and content settled over her the moment she fell into Jeremy’s embrace.

“Jeremy.”

She raised her hand to hug the dazed man.

“You finally found me, Jeremy.” Madeline panted, her breaths coming out short.

With a pale face, Jeremy pulled Madeline into his arms. He had no idea where the wound on her body was, but he felt the stickiness of fresh blood.

“Don’t sleep, Linnie. I’ll send you to the hospital!” Carrying Madeline up and running frantically forward, Jeremy seemed to have completely forgotten that he too was a patient tormented by the poison inside him.

Leaning heavily against Jeremy’s chest, Madeline felt content.

“I knew you’d find me. I knew, so I was waiting for you all this while. I missed you so much, Jeremy…”

She talked about her yearning weakly.

Jeremy’s vision slowly blurred under the breeze before he realized it.

“I missed you too, Linnie. Every second of every day,” he replied.

Madeline’s lips curled happily as she leaned her head against Jeremy’s chest and closed her eyes exhaustedly.

“Mom and Dad are still alive, Jeremy. They didn’t die.”

Jeremy’s footsteps came to halt.

He remembered everything when he knocked his head on the plane.

Eloise and Sean were still alive. After all, he was the one who saved them!

However, Jeremy did not have the time to explain all that right now as all he wanted was for Madeline to be safe.

Jeremy fell onto one knee. Under the inky midnight blue sky, he felt darkness engulf his heart.

“I told you. If I can’t have it, neither will you.”

Ryan’s voice suddenly sounded from the front.

Jeremy’s eyes snapped up to see Ryan and his victorious expression. The man was holding a gun in his hand. One could easily conclude that he was the one who fired the gun and shot Madeline.

“Ryan Jones!” Jeremy clenched his teeth as he stared abhorrently at the smiling man. Frost began to fill his deep eyes.

Arrogant, Ryan looked down at Madeline who had fallen unconscious in Jeremy’s arms.

“She has the rare Rh-negative blood type. She’ll die of blood loss in no time if you let her bleed away here.”

Bending down as he spoke, the corners of his lips curled into a confident smile.

“Your only option is to give her to me.”