Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 404

Chapter 404

Madeline’s pink lips pursed as she indifferently took in the happy features of the man sleeping before her.

‘I thought you said you were suffering from insomnia the past three years?

‘But you look well-rested this morning.

‘Hmph. Have you ever felt guilty or uneasy about my death, Jeremy?

‘No, you’ve never.’

Madeline immediately washed up and changed after sparing a last glance at the man’s face. Walking out of the room, she was met with Jackson walking out of his as well.

“Morning, Jack.’

She smiled and walked over.

“Is it time for school already? Would you like Big Sis Vera to make you breakfast?”

Jackson blinked and nodded innocently as he looked up at Madeline. “Yes, please.”

Madeline’s emotions lightened immensely at the little boy’s adorable features.

While a maid had already prepared breakfast, Madeline made another. It was a more simple and nutritional one for Jackson.

Seated at the dining table, Jackson merely stared at the heart-shaped sunny-side up without making a move to eat.

Madeline was worried that it was not to Jackson’s liking. “Do you not like fried eggs, Jack? Tell Big Sis Vera what you like and I’ll make it for you.”

With that, Madeline watched Jackson shake his head in response.

The boy’s angelic eyes were filled with unbridled joy and seriousness as he looked at Madeline, his small lips parting to reveal two cute-looking canines. “Thank you, Mommy.”

Mommy.

Madeline was stunned, not expecting Jackson to call her his mother so quickly without prompt when kids normally tend to dislike and even hate their stepmoms.

“What are you doing here, Mrs. Montgomery?” Madeline asked with a smile.

Eloise stared woefully at Jackson whose hand was held in Madeline’s. “Like how I’ve seen Meredith as my own daughter the past three years, I’ve taken care of this child as my grandson as well. There’s nothing to sympathize with about Meredith’s current situation, but Jack… I’m reluctant to give this child up.”

Madeline understood, for she could see the affection and yearning for Jackson in Eloise’s eyes.

“Granny.”

Jackson suddenly called amidst the silent lull.

“You’re my granny.”

Eloise’s dimmed eyes brightened instantly. “Jack…”

She reached out to ruffle the boy’s head, only to accidentally knock off the stack of papers in her hands. Madeline lowered her gaze to look and her expression changed in recognition of the image on the paper.

Right then, Jackson squatted to help Eloise pick them up. The boy’s round eyes blinked lightly as his eyes fell on the printed image. “I’ve seen this butterfly before.”