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Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Her Brit, her daughter, her precious daughter.

In Eloise’s eyes, Madeline was just a cruel b*tch.

To Madeline, hearing those words was like a sharp knife, cruelly stabbing into her heart.

No one could see the wounds, but her heart had long since been riddled with wounds, blood pouring out everywhere.

Madeline withstood the intense pain as her hands trembled, forcing herself to calmly say, “Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery, I’ve never hurt Brittany, nor would I have killed her. You have to believe me and investigate this, don’t let the real killer free.”

“Don’t you dare try to weasel your way out of this!” Sean slammed his fist into the table. “The evidence is clear, how could you still say it’s not your fault! What grudge do you have against our family? You keep targeting our daughter Meredith, and now you killed Brit. Madeline, listen clearly, I will make sure you pay the price!”

Sean shouted full of hatred, causing Madeline’s heart to momentarily slip into an endless abyss. She finally could not take it and started to cry. He asked her what grudge she had against them, but was that really a grudge?

They clearly were her own flesh and blood, her own parents. In the end, the parental love she had longed for years was just out of her reach.

It did not stop there, what she got instead was indiscriminate derision and a slap from her own parents.

How could her heart hurt so much?

So it was not just love, family could cause her heart to hurt so much as well.

Why would she cause them to go through the pain of losing a daughter again after they go through the joy of finding her? That sort of impact could potentially lead to them suffering for the rest of their lives.

Madeline’s eyes were filled with hopelessness as she looked at the two departing figures. She could no longer hold back her tears as they started to obscure her vision.

A strong feeling of longing could be felt in her chest as she looked at Eloise and Sean leave, her fingers tightening their grips.

This could be the last time she would ever see her parents, she might not ever have the chance to call them mom and dad…

She really wanted it, she wanted her parents back. She really wanted to be their precious little daughter. She wanted to stop being an orphan that did not have parents to love her.

At that moment, the door suddenly opened. Meredith walked inside, her face full of grief as she tearfully called out to Eloise and Sean, “Dad, Mom.”

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