Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife Chapter 1419

Read Married by Mistake Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife [by Sixteenth Child] Chapter 1419 – After reading the contents of the message, Jeremy looked up to glance at Madeline.

Afraid to disturb her sleep, he lifted the covers lightly and got off the bed.

Just as Jeremy slipped on his slippers to leave, he heard Madeline murmuring his name, “Jeremy.”

Jeremy halted and turned around guiltily. When he realized that Madeline was only sleep talking, he let out a sigh of relief. However, guilt bubbled in his chest.


‘I’m sorry.

‘I’ll come back to you once I deal with this.’

Jeremy promised silently before pulling on his wind blazer. With light steps, he left the suite.

The hotel’s terrace was empty and silent now that the party had already come to an end.

Jeremy walked inside to see a woman sitting by the bar.

Under the faint yellow street lamps, the woman could be seen holding a glass of wine and casually sipping on it. Her purple curls were splayed over her smooth shoulders, and her curvy figure looked more alluring under the lights.

Even so, Jeremy was not interested in admiring such a beauty. He made his way to stand behind the woman and spoke calmly, “I never thought we’d meet again, Shirley.”

The woman, Shirley, paused mid-drink and placed her glass down before flicking a lock of her dense curls. Then, she turned around completely.

The street lamps shone on her slightly intoxicated face, giving it a more enchanting tint.

In her heels, the woman slowly walked toward Jeremy and reached over to touch his face. However, Jeremy quickly avoided her.

“Don’t fool around.”

“How is this fooling around?” The woman quirked her lips into an amorous smile. “Did you forget those six months, Jeremy? About the numerous times we ‘fooled around’?”

She reached out to place a hand on Jeremy’s shoulder as she spoke.

Jeremy grabbed the woman’s wrist coldly and pushed her away.

“I see you as my friend, Shirley. But if you don’t want to be friends, I don’t mind being strangers the next time we meet.”

Jeremy stated his ground, his firm voice leaving no space for negotiations.

“I’m grateful that you gave me a chance to return to the woman I love the most, but gratefulness is all there is. I don’t feel anything else for you.”

“But I do. I have feelings for you.” The woman arched her brows bewitchingly. “I’ve been looking for you ever since you left without saying goodbye last time. I can’t forget your warmth, your scent, and your—”

“Shirley,” Jeremy frowned icily as he interrupted. His gaze was determined and scorching. “I already have someone I love. I will not love another but my wife for the rest of my life.”

“Your wife? Ha.” The woman scoffed disdainfully. “Your wife is indeed a gorgeous woman. I’m sure there are plenty of men who fancy her, aren’t there?”

Jeremy’s gaze darkened as displeasure bled from his eyes. “What are you trying to say?”

“Nothing much.” The woman waved her hand while she looked at Jeremy, seemingly intrigued. “You seem to have recovered a lot. It appears that Adam is indeed more skilled than me. He actually came up with a reagent to dispel the poison. Hmm, I suppose their deaths were not for naught.”

The woman sneered as a thick layer of hatred tinted her eyes. Even so, there was an interesting spark that ignited in her eyes for Jeremy.

“You can always look for me if you need me, Jeremy. I’ll be there the moment you call.”

“Never,” Jeremy replied curly, “ Please wake up.”

Jeremy turned to leave. Just as he was about to walk away, he vaguely caught a familiar face in his line of vision.


Jeremy’s heart lurched as the figure turned and ran not too far away. He quickly chased after her.

On the other hand, Jennifer watched gleefully as Jeremy panicked. Then, she turned back to the bar and picked up her glass again.