Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Chapter 1717

Chapter 1717

Madeline could not deny it now that Jeremey had asked.

"Yes, I guess so."

"You guess so?"

"I... I was at the nursing station. The bouquet was already on Lillian's bed when came back."

Madeline avoided Jeremy's gaze when she spoke. She knew that she was being untruthful, but she had to lie to him.

It was because she truly could not make someone up out of thin air.

If she had told him that Shirley was here, Jeremy would certainly be angry.

"Could it have been Fabian?" Jeremy guessed.

Madeline immediately followed along. "Fabian? It's possible."

"We're the only people who know that Lily likes powder blue baby's breaths. Apart from Fabian, I can't think of anyone else," Jeremy said, giving his analysis. Madeline very much agreed.

Indeed. Besides their parents, who else would understand their children's preferences?

This shows how thorough Shirley had been in researching them.

On this day, Shirley's words Madeline kept appearing on her mind from time to time.

This poison was made especially for her. When the poison reached the final stage, there would be no way for her to endure the symptoms.

Dread, fear, and the experience she was reluctant to relive.

Madeline did not want to be affected by her words, but she could not stop herself from taking this to heart.

Based on her calculation, all three flare-ups had happened within a month. Madeline's hunch and estimation were that this fourth flare-up would happen within this week. Madeline did not tell Jeremy about this, but she did not know that Jeremy had already known about this.

Jeremy would go to Adam's place every day because he was expecting Adam to develop the anti-toxoid test reagent that could cure Madeline.

Even if it could not cure Madeline, it would be fine if it could alleviate Madeline's pain.

However, as the days went by, Adam was still unable to make good progress.

The thought that Madeline's suffering might be even more led Jeremy to a decision.

In the evening, after notifying Madeline, Jeremy left the hospital.

He drove his car to a street away from Carter's villa. Jeremy calmly waited in the car from sunset until nightfall, waiting for the right moment with the utmost patience.

Four to five hours later, Jeremy finally saw a car driving toward Carter's villa.

After a few seconds of careful observation, he quickly started the car.

Shirley was just returning from elsewhere, and thinking that she was nearly home, she took out her phone to read her messages. Suddenly, there was strong light beaming at her from afar.

She reflexively raised her hand to block the light, then saw Jeremy's unique thin eyes from the corners of her eyes.

Shirley immediately understood what was happening. Unable to block the light in the distance in time, she frantically steered the car around.

Jeremy stepped on the pedal, chasing after her. He had anticipated Shirley to be panicking now, so he further accelerated, using his car to force Shirley's car to a dead end. He then crashed the front of his car into Shirley's driver's seat door.

Bang! Shirley's car suddenly lost control and crashed into the railings, white fumes quickly rose from the car hood.

Jeremy quickly stopped his car, strode toward the door of the passenger seat of Shirley's car, then opened the door.

Shirley was now lying on the steering wheel, unconscious. Jeremy, without hesitation, yanked Shirley out of the car, then stuffed her into his car trunk.

Carter's villa.

Carter was sitting in the living room awaiting Shirley's return.

The tea in his teacup was almost finished, and Shirley was still not back.

Carter pondered, feeling that something was amiss.

He called Shirley. The call got through, but no one answered the phone.