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Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 339

Chapter 339

As he spoke, there was melancholy in his eyes all of a sudden.

After staying quiet for a few seconds, Jeremy said, “I owe it to her.”

“You owe it to her?”

‘You owe it to her?

‘Jeremy, you owed me as well, but you forgot about it.’

Madeline laughed and did not ask anymore. She said slowly, “Alright, if that’s the case, I won’t make it more difficult for you. However, if you say you’re serious about marrying me, then you should prove it.”

When he heard this, the melancholy on Jeremy’s face disappeared slightly. “What do you want me to do? I can do anything as long as it’s within my power.”

Madeline smiled. “Easy. Go to a place with me tomorrow. I’ll tell you where we’re going when you pick me up tomorrow morning.”

“Okay,” Jeremy answered without hesitating.

For some reason, looking at the smile on that face in front of him, Jermey felt more cheerful than before.

Jeremy went back to his house, and the moment he entered, he saw Meredith running toward him.

“Jeremy, you’re finally home.” Her face was filled with worry and she was evidently flustered. “I was so scared that you wouldn’t come back.”

Jeremy walked around her coldly as he spoke in a sarcastic tone, “Why aren’t you preparing for the wedding? Why are you here?”

“You’re my groom. Who will I go to if I don’t come to you?” Meredith walked in front of Jeremy shyly. “Jeremy, I’m finally going to become your bride. I’m so happy.”

Jeremy looked at her and smiled superficially. “As long as you’re happy. If you’re done being happy, remember to give me back what belongs to me.”

“…” The smile on Meredith’s face froze while her shy look from earlier had disappeared as well. She knew that Jeremy was talking about Madeline’s ashes.

He was very concerned about Madeline indeed.

Thankfully, he did not have a clue that Madeline was the little girl he had been thinking about for the past ten years.

“Jeremy, I’m sorry. I won’t say things like that to upset you again.” Meredith apologized. Her eyes looked extremely pitiful. “Jeremy, the staff from the bridal shop called me. We can go for the fitting tomorrow. I’ve been waiting for this day for so long.”

“I’m not free.” Jeremy rejected her coldly. Then, he turned around to go upstairs.

Meredith’s smile cracked. “Jeremy, if you don’t have time tomorrow, I can change it to the day after.”

“I don’t have time the day after as well. If you want to try on wedding dresses, you should go yourself.”

“…”

Meredith wanted to keep pestering him, but looking at his cold figure. She chose silence.

She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. Her heart was filled with dissatisfaction and anger.

However, she managed to suppress them.

It was fine. If he did not want to go to the fitting with her, then she would go herself.

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