Madeline’s eyes flickered with interest as she stared at Eloise, whose tears were streaming freely, in shock. “Why would you say so, Mrs. Montgomery?” “Eloise and I heard Meredith admit it herself.” Sean sighed, his brows furrowing tightly. “I can’t believe that she stole the identity.” Madeline was rather confused at the turn of events. Why would Meredith admit to not being the eldest daughter of the Montgomery family? Doing such a thing gave her no advantages. “I would never have heard her conversation with Rose and Jon had I not gone to visit her at the detention center.” Eloise scoffed self-effacingly, and it dawned on Madeline that Eloise had overheard something that was never meant for her to hear. A lie would always be a lie. Finding out the truth was only a matter of when. It felt ironic, and she heard Eloise let out a chuckle. “I thought that I had finally found my daughter after so many years. Sean and I drenched her with love these three years we thought s
Madeline watched the car drive off silently. Technically speaking, it was not a lie. Their daughter was still alive. ‘The one who died was the silly and foolish Madeline Crawford, not your daughter, Eveline Montgomery.’Jeremy had planned to bring Madeline to Whitman Manor after they visited Eloise. However, he felt a change of heart at the sudden turn of events. “I just remembered that I have something important to deal with. I’ll send you home first and pick you up tonight?” Madeline smiled kindly. “Go, Jeremy. I’ll wait for you to pick me up when you’re done.” The corners of Jeremy’s lips quirked, but the smile was not one from the heart. He was merely forcing out a smile. Madeline had felt something was off about him ever since he heard that Meredith was a fake. After alighting from the car, Madeline watched Jeremy turn the car around without a second glance backward. It was a stark contrast to how he used to watch her leave before he made his way off. Real
Meredith was taken aback by Jeremy’s sudden tug. Her eyes widened in shock as she took in his words. She seemed to have lost the ability to breathe. ‘How… How does he know that it wasn’t me? ‘Unless Madeline has already told him everything? ‘No. She wouldn’t. There’s no way she would!’ “Cough, cough…” Meredith felt the air get sucked out of her lungs as Jeremy’s hand on her collar tightened. Her complexion flushed and her tongue became tied. “What... What are you saying, Jeremy? I am Linnie, the one you hold dear in your heart. How else would I have the leaf bookmark? Cough, cough… Please… Jeremy, let go…” “Do you still think that you can lie to me at this point?” Jeremy squinted, a ray of frost shooting from his eyes and freezing the better half of Meredith’s heart. “You aren’t even Eloise and Sean’s daughter, so how could the gold pendant engraved with the name ‘Eveline’ be yours? You never had the memory of the nickname ‘Linnie’ to begin with! So how could you be that
Staring down at her like a champion looking at the loser, the man oozed with a frightfully domineering aura. “You wouldn’t waste my time unless you want a painful death coming your way.” He warned frostily. Meredith coughed twice for the sake of it and raised her head with difficulty. “I... I know I shouldn’t have lied to you, Jeremy. But... But I promise, the love I feel for you is real. I love you, Jeremy, I really do—” “Cut the bullsh*t,” Jeremy interrupted emotionlessly. Meredith fell face-down on the ground and bit her lip. “Alright, I’ll tell you…” Head down, Meredith’s eyes flashed with deceit. ‘If I can’t get this man, Madeline, then you can forget about getting a shred of his love as well!’She clenched her jaw and swore internally before opening her mouth to say, “There was an elective I took with Madeline in my freshman year, and there was a girl with the nickname Linnie in that class. Madeline and I had accidentally taken a look at her diary, and we found out tha
The man before her gave off an air of frost and avoidance, his chiseled features betraying nothing as he stared at her. The wind blew strongly in the deep of autumn at the cemetery, caressing the cheeks of those who visited. Madeline calmly gave a soft smile at the man who had appeared in front of her. “Why are you here, Jeremy?” she asked, her tone casual with a hint of surprise. However, she did not let out the nervousness she felt. Jeremy walked over slowly before turning to look at the tombstone. “Why are you here? And who’s this? Why are you paying respects to him? This is your first time in Glendale, isn’t it? I didn’t know that you had relatives resting here.” Madeline pretended to be shocked as she replied, “Don’t you know, Jeremy? Madeline was still technically your ex-wife. Don’t you recognize her grandfather?” “My ex-wife’s grandfather?” He stared dazedly at the name engraved on the tombstone, the words ‘Grandfather of Madeline Crawford’ were indeed engraved on the
Yet here they were, with Jeremy happily bringing her through Whitman Manor’s doors. Perhaps this was what people meant by the future was unpredictable. Mrs. Whitman, Karen Yaleman, immediately rushed forward to ask when she realized that Jeremy had arrived. “Is it true, Jeremy, the things I read on the internet? Did Meredith actually do all those things? Is she sitting for 12 years? Did she actually pretend to be the Montgomeries’ daughter too?” Jeremy frowned in displeasure. “I don’t want to hear her name anymore.” “But…” “I’m here today for my fianceé to meet my parents. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t speak of depressing names and things,” Jeremy interrupted coldly before lowering his gaze to look at Madeline. “My mom made these dishes herself. I hope you’ll find them to your liking.” “What?” Karen’s expression darkened instantly. “You told me we had an important guest over tonight, Jeremy. You even told me to make the dishes myself! You’re telling me it was for this wom
Madeline was stunned for a second before a calm smile graced her lips. “I think you might be a little confused about me, Grandpa Whitman. How could I be Madeline Crawford?” The light in Old Master Whitman’s eyes dulled slightly, but his gaze was clear. “I won’t force you to admit it if you don’t want to, Madeline.” “I’m really not Madeline, Grandfather.” Madeline denied with a smile. “Why would I get married to the man who hates me if I was Madeline? I would’ve learned the last time that throwing myself to a flame would only get me burned.” Old Master Whitman was shocked to hear the news. His white brows were furrowed tightly. “Are you really getting married to Jeremy?” Madeline nodded decisively. “Of course, I’m pregnant with Jeremy’s child too.” At that, Old Master Whitman’s gaze fell on her flat stomach. He pursed his lips but made no further comment. “Grandfather, Vera.” Jeremy walked over. “Why are you talking in front of the bathroom?” Madeline smiled and walked o
The corners of Madeline’s lips curled as a smudge of mischief bled from her eyes. Just as Karen was about to sit, Madeline frowned and placed a hand over her chest, dry heaving. Everyone’s gaze fell unanimously on Madeline while Jeremy reached out to hold her with concern. “Are you alright, Vera?” “Something smells bad. It makes me want to puke,” Madeline replied softly, “It might be from the soup, Jeremy. I feel bad. I think I need to vomit.” “...” Karen’s expression immediately darkened. This soup was one of her proudest dishes. It was rich in antioxidants and vitamins. It was also her favorite soup to drink. Yet what had this woman said? The smell of the soup was bad and made her want to puke? “Bring the soup away,” Jeremy demanded. The maid was stunned, then she nodded and complied. “Wait!” Karen stopped her. “What are you trying to say, Vera? You don’t have to eat my food if you think it’s so disgusting! What are you trying to imply by complaining about how it