Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Jeremy felt a dull ache in his heart instantly. His eyes were so wide that they looked like they were going to fall from his sockets. "What do you mean by you tried your best?" he questioned. Those were the words no family member would want to hear.

The doctor looked at him and sighed. "It's a miracle that the patient was able to live until this day. My condolences."

He would not accept this result no matter what.

He wanted Madeline to be alive.

He wanted her to be alive so that she would be able to hear him tell her the truth.

"I took a look at this patient three years ago. Back then, she was pregnant and I asked her to abort the child. However, she insisted on giving birth to the child. I think that child was more important to her than her own life. Now that she's gone, the child would be able to live for her. I think that's some kind of consolation." A female doctor chimed in at one side. After Jeremy heard that, he almost could not breathe.

That child.

He had crushed that child into dust with his own hands.

That child was their own flesh and blood, but its soul was destroyed by him, the father.

Why was his heart hurting so much? Jeremy felt as if he was going to go crazy.

He ran to the operating theatre. Madeline was still on the operating table.

He walked toward her slowly. He felt his footsteps getting heavier as he approached her.

Finally, he got to the operating table. Madeline was in front of him, but he felt like they were separated by a never-ending stretch of mountains and seas.

Her face was pale. She was not breathing and she did not have a heartbeat. She was like a lifeless doll that had fallen asleep forever.

"Madeline..."

Jeremy called out Madeline's name softly. His voice was trembling, but of course, she would never respond to him anymore.

Those expectant and longing eyes would never look at him anymore.

He felt like something in his body was broken and it could never be mended again.

Meredith walked in happily. When she saw Madeline who had lost all signs of life, she was delighted. However, she walked to Jeremy with a devastated look on her face. "Jeremy, I guess Maddie was already sick three years ago. She must not have wanted you to see her like this. Just let her go peacefully. We should go home too."

She wanted to pull him away after she said that, but before she could do anything, she could feel a gust of cold air around her.

"Jeremy?" Meredith called out probingly. However, she saw Jeremy looking at her sinisterly.

"Did you ask someone to blind her?"

Meredith quivered while blinking innocently. "Jeremy, what are you talking about? Why would I do such things? Was Maddie blind? How come?" Jeremy's pupils constricted as he looked at Meredith's face while trying to explain.

"You'd better not know anything about this."

Meredith felt a chill running down her spine when she heard Jeremy's reply.

"Jeremy, how can you think of me that way? I won't do such cruel things. I..."

"Get out."

"Jeremy..."

"Everybody get out now!"