Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 715

Chapter 715

Madeline was shocked. She did not expect Jeremy to kiss her.

She wanted to push him away, but he held her even tighter.

Jeremy’s faint cedarwood cologne invaded her nostrils and into her heart. It was as if his cologne had some bewitching properties.

Madeline looked at the man who was kissing her deeply with his eyes closed. She blinked, her long eyelashes fanning slightly. Then, her hands reached up to grab his arm.

Jeremy was ecstatic when he saw Madeline slowly giving in after initially rejecting him.

He pecked her lips and detached himself from her. His narrow and deep eyes looked into hers as he said softly, “Linnie, let’s start over for the sake of the two children, okay?”

“Mommy, Daddy, what are you guys doing?”

Jeremy was anxiously waiting for Madeline’s answer when a curious voice came from the door.

Madeline pushed Jeremy away and bolted upright. Her heart was beating loudly in her chest as a blush started creeping up her cheeks.

“Jack, I have something to take care of. If you want to stay here, then help yourself. I’ll come to pick you up later,” Madeline said and left the room hurriedly.

Jackson blinked his huge eyes and looked at Jeremy who was spacing out on the bed.

“Daddy, what’s wrong with you?”

Jeremy came back to his senses, feeling elated. He smiled and caressed Jackson’s head.

“Jack, I’m so happy.”

Jackson frowned. “Happy? You’re hurt but you’re happy?”

If it was not for Madeline, Yvonne would not have sought revenge on her.

However, after Madeline and Jeremy exposed her, Meredith did not have any reason to get close to Jeremy. After she thought about this, she could only take action against that simpleton, Karen.

Meredith bought a lot of expensive skincare products and strutted into the house boldly after Jeremy left.

When she saw the old master who was taking a breather in the garden, she scowled at him.

If this old man had not tried to stop her from marrying Jeremy back then, she would already be Mrs. Whitman. She would not have lost everything.

Old Master Whitman sensed that someone was looking at him. Hence, he turned his head slowly and captured the flash of grudge in Meredith’s eyes.

“Why does she look so much like Maddie…” the old master muttered curiously as she watched Meredith entering the house.