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Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1404

Chapter 1404

Madeline pursed her lips and smiled before suddenly frowning.

“What about the man who kidnapped Mom?”

“He has been brought in by the police and is now in the detention ward. He confessed to everything.”

“What did he say?” Madeline pressed further.

Jeremy stroked Madeline’s tired cheeks while parting his lips to reply. “He said he saw Mom by the road near the ruins of Montgomery Manor. He recognized her from her looks, so he conned Mom to follow him to where he lived. Then, he called us and asked for ransom.”

When he said that, Jeremy felt slightly regretful.

“I made the wrong decision to let you go in alone. I was fully capable of subduing that b*stard by myself, yet I ended up putting you in that kind of danger.”

Jeremy cupped Madeline’s face, his narrow and deep eyes overflowing with remorse. “I was so scared that you’d get hurt again, Linnie.”

Madeline looked up to stare at the man’s enchanting peach blossom eyes, feeling incomparably adored.

She leaned into his embrace without hesitation and felt the weight above her chest lighten.

“I’m so glad to have you, Jeremy.”

Jeremy smiled and caressed Madeline’s head. “Silly.”

Madeline smiled in relief, feeling much better now.

It was the following morning when Eloise finally woke up. As her condition was slightly critical, it affected Eloise’s physicality greatly and all she could do was look at the person in front of her with her eyes open. She could not say a word.

Madeline’s heart ached tremendously at the sight.

Still, regardless of how muddled Eloise’s mind was, Madeline could still feel that her mother cared about her.

The man’s warm and gentle voice that was like a spring breeze drifted into her ears and tickled her heart. “Where are you now, Linnie?”

“What’s this? Is Mr. Whitman missing me?” Madeline jokingly teased Jeremy.

The man chuckled lowly and replied cooperatively, “Yeah. I miss my wife, so I’m wondering if my wife is free to come over and elevate my yearning?”

Sweetness filled Madeline’s heart, but she kept a cold facade. “Very well, then. I suppose I could grant your wish this one time.”

She hung up the phone with a smile. Watching the light turn green, Madeline then stepped on the accelerator.

She looked up and her eyes zoned in on the person walking on the zebra-crossing right in front of her.

The early autumn breeze blew, and Madeline looked at the silhouette of the person who entered her line of vision. She wondered if something was wrong with her eyes.

‘How… How could it be?’

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