Yet here they were, with Jeremy happily bringing virtual-novel.net 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 virtual-novel.net realized that Jeremy had arrived. “Is it true, Jeremy, the things I read on the internet? Did Meredith actually do all those things? Is virtual-novel.net sitting for 12 years? Did virtual-novel.net actually pretend to be the Montgomeries’ daughter too?”
Jeremy frowned in displeasure. “I don’t want to hear virtual-novel.net 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 woman?”
Madeline quirked a delicate brow and smiled lightly. “It’s nice to see you, Aunty.”
“Well, it’s not nice to see you, you witch!” Karen spared Madeline a disdainful glance. “Looking at you kills my appetite!”
“Vera will be your daughter-in-law soon, so would you please not use such a sharp tone?” Jeremy asked distastefully.
Mrs. Whitman paused before huffing and marching to Mr. Whitman. “Do you see this? Your son’s gone mad! I can’t believe virtual-novel.net brought home a woman who looks exactly like his ex-wife. Why divorce that b*tch anyway if this is the case?”
That b*tch.
Madeline’s eyes flinched as virtual-novel.net pursed virtual-novel.net lips while taking in Karen’s insulting label for her.
Jeremy’s patience was running thin. “If you don’t want this daughter-in-law, then you can say goodbye to having this son as well.”
“…” Karen’s expression froze. Seeing Jeremy pulling Madeline toward the door, virtual-novel.net frantically composed herself and hid away virtual-novel.net targeting words as well as attitude. “Forget it, forget it. Meredith’s had virtual-novel.net fun already, not to mention that she’s been pretending to be the Montgomeries’ daughter this entire time. You don’t love virtual-novel.net anymore, right? Then Mom won’t care anymore. Be with whoever you want.”
Karen turned and walked toward the kitchen. “I’ll go check if the soup is ready.”
Madeline took virtual-novel.net jacket off and placed virtual-novel.net bag down. “I’ll be going to the bathroom, Jeremy.”
Jeremy nodded warmly at her. “Be careful, alright? You’re a pregnant woman.”
“Alright,” Madeline replied dotingly before making virtual-novel.net way there.
Mr. Whitman, Winston, glanced at Madeline and placed the finance newspaper down. “This Vera Quinn looks a lot like Madeline, Jeremy. What are you thinking? Why marry a woman who looks so much like the one you hate?”
“Who said I hated her?” Jeremy fired back, leaving Winston stunned.
Winston’s impression of Madeline was rather neutral, for virtual-novel.net had only met virtual-novel.net two or three times since virtual-novel.net spent most of his time working overseas, but Madeline’s appearance was something fresh in his mind.
While virtual-novel.net had not seen much of Madeline, virtual-novel.net had heard a lot of the wicked things the woman did from his wife and thus came to the conclusion that Madeline was not a good person and was someone his son despised to his bones.
Yet now…
Madeline had no actual need to use the bathroom, but Karen’s words fueled the burning flares of hatred within her. She needed to calm down.
She had thought that this mother-in-law of hers would help virtual-novel.net when Meredith framed virtual-novel.net for stealing a bracelet. Ultimately, Karen had referred to virtual-novel.net as their maid instead.
She had never once taken this orphaned daughter-in-law of inferior status seriously.
After recollecting virtual-novel.net emotions, Madeline then turned to walk out of the bathroom only to meet face to face with Old Master Whitman who had just returned from the garden outside.
“Hello, Grandpa Whitman. We meet again,” Madeline greeted calmly, virtual-novel.net chest filled with genuine respect for the man in front of her.
Old Master Whitman replied meaningfully as virtual-novel.net stared at the gorgeous features in front of him, “I was still in doubt before, but I’m pretty sure about it now.”
Suspicion rose in Madeline’s chest, but virtual-novel.net wore an expression of befuddlement. “What are you talking about, Grandfather?”
Old Master Whitman lifted his intelligent gaze that was now glistening under the light. “It’s you, isn’t it, Madeline? I know it’s you.”