Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1192

Chapter 1192

“And this is for my husband!”

“…”

“Damn you, Lana!” Madeline’s anger seemed to have been triggered as she grabbed Lana by the neck and tightened her fingers fiercely.

Lana looked uncomfortable. She had her mouth open as if she wanted to cough. Her face was flushed red in an instant.

However, Madeline did not look like she was about to let go anytime soon. “It feels bad, doesn’t it? Do you know how painful it is to be dying? Does torturing others make you feel happy? Have a taste of how it feels to be tortured, then! How does it feel?! Does it feel good now?!”

“Eveli—you… Cough, cough!”

“I can’t believe someone like you got released. Heh.” Madeline chuckled, the temperature in her eyes suddenly dropping to freezing point. “If the law can’t punish you, then I’ll have to do it myself. For my kid and for the man I love the most, I need to avenge them.”

“…”

Madeline’s voice was soft but powerful.

Her gaze became even colder. She could not control her tightening fingers. She wanted Lana to feel the immense pain and suffocation!

Lana saw a cold murderous intent in Madeline’s eyes as she began to panic.

All this time, she had been observing and planning to kill Madeline.

She never thought that one day, Madeline would be the one fighting back and wanting to kill her!

Lana thought that perhaps she had pissed Madeline off too much because the murderous intent in Madeline’s eyes was very clear.

Suddenly, the door to the stairwell was pushed open.

Under the dim lighting, a tall man appeared in the corner of Madeline’s eyes.

“Eveline.”

“Heh.” Madeline was filled with contempt and did not want to say another word to Ryan, so she turned and walked upstairs.

Ryan glanced downstairs before following behind Madeline as they walked into the banquet hall.

There were a lot of guests in the banquet hall. Although Madeline was wearing flats and did not have any makeup on, she was tall and beautiful. She did not look any worse than any of the celebrities present.

When they saw Madeline walking with Ryan, many people started whispering among themselves. Some even stepped forward to ask Madeline with an intrigued smile. “Ms. Montgomery, didn’t you just tell everyone that Mr. Whitman was your husband a while ago? Why are you attending an occasion such as this with Mr. Jones now?”

“Yeah, Ms. Montgomery, don’t you feel sorry toward Mr. Whitman for being with Mr. Jones right now?”

Madeline knew these people were provoking her on purpose, so all she did was smile. She did not want to respond, but Ryan had walked over to her.

Madeline thought that Ryan was about to introduce her to them as his wife, so she tried to avoid him. When she did, she suddenly felt a familiar grasp on her shoulder.

She was taken aback and looked up. When her eyes met the man who was holding her, she was surprised to see a pair of tender and smiling enchanting eyes.

‘Jeremy?!’