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Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman's Sinner Wife

Chapter 1307
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Read Married by Mistake Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife [by Sixteenth Child] Chapter 1307 – Unease crept into Jeremy’s

heart at the sight of Ryan’s malicious smile through his phone screen.

He could tell that whatever Ryan wanted to tell him through the video call was definitely related to Madeline.

“What did you do to Linnie, Ryan?” Jeremy found it hard to keep his calm.

He questioned fiercely only for the man to reply with a chuckle. Ryan then turned the camera to the floor.

“Talk, Ryan!” Jeremy grew frustrated.

Ryan watched Jeremy’s reaction in satisfaction. The more distressed Jeremy was, the better he felt.

Ryan ignored Jeremy and walked toward the room Madeline stayed in. Then, he pointed the camera at the bloodied

mattress.

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Jeremy felt his heart being torn into pieces at the sight of the large pool of blood-red. The color of his irises seemed

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to be dyed the same color now.

“Do you see this, Jeremy Whitman? Don’t you think the bright red on this mattress looks absolutely stunning?” Ryan

provoked Jeremy. “It’s all blood from your beloved woman.”

He watched Jeremy’s expression turn into one of thundering shock. He could imagine how much the sight hurt and

tormented Jeremy’s heart.

“What did you do to Linnie? Ryan! Where is she?”

Jeremy thought he was about to go mad!

He could not possibly imagine how Madeline was doing right now, let alone think about how much Madeline had

suffered when Ryan tortured and hurt her.

“Ryan Jones.”

He spat out the two words from his thin lips, his tone laced with the frost of the coldest winter that could chill one to

their bones.

“For every drop of blood Linnie bled today, I’ll make sure that you pay it back in double.”

Ryan disagreed and turned the camera back to him. He met Jeremy’s furious and icy gaze with belittling ones of his

own. His tone was disdainful when he spoke, “You can tell me this again if you manage to find me at all, Jeremy

Whitman.”

“I will find you, Ryan. Very soon.”

Ryan scoffed at Jeremy and provoked him again. “While I can wait for you, I don’t know if I can say the same for

your beloved woman.”

“Ryan!” Ryan’s words had easily fueled Jeremy’s flames of fury. “Don’t you dare touch Linnie again! Don’t you

dare!”

“But what if I do? What if I do touch her again, and in front of you too?”

“What?” Jeremy hated the fact that he could not grab Ryan by the collar through the screen. “What more do you

want to do?”

“Aren’t you digging up my past to look for me?” Ryan smiled evilly. “With every step deeper you delve, I’ll increase

your wife’s torture by two degrees. I wonder who’ll give in first, hmm?” Ryan threatened.

“I know that you’re spending every moment looking through surveillance footage to look for my location, Jeremy,

but I suggest you stop.”

Jeremy looked up at the computer screen in front of him that was replaying multiple road surveillance footage.

How did Ryan know he was checking the surveillance footage?

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However, Jeremy was not in the right headspace to focus on such topics. He forced himself to calm down.

“Where’s Linnie, Ryan? What did you do to her? Why did she lose so much blood?”

“I suppose you’ll find the reason behind her injuries sweet, won’t you?”

Ryan paused before he delved into it with a sneer. “To keep her purity, she’d rather d*e than let me do as I wish.

Aren’t you satisfied with such a reply?”

Jeremy felt as if the inside of his chest was being stuffed with cotton, expanding inch by inch until it suffocated him.

Linnie.

“Keep searching for my whereabouts if you want Eveline to keep bleeding. As long as you’re fine with the

consequences, you’re free to do as you wish.”

Ryan then hung up the phone.

Jeremy called again, but his number had been blocked.

His grip on his phone tightened. He felt the sudden urge to smash his phone to placate the surging fury within him.

Still, he managed to keep it in check.

He could not let his emotions cloud his judgment. What he needed to do now was be calm and collected.

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