Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Chapter 1723

Chapter 1723

Madeline got out of the car. She had never thought that she would come back to this villa again.

After all, this place was filled with a lot of unhappy memories.

Jeremy carefully observed Madeline's expression. He knew this place had given her too much pain. To be honest, he was genuinely reluctant to bring her back here.

“She's in the basement.” Jeremy broke the silence and went over to open the iron gates.

Madeline followed after him. When she stepped into the premises, she felt a strong uneasiness rising in her chest.

Perhaps it was because the weather was cold today, so whenever the wind blew, the coldness would penetrate her skin like thorns.

Madeline could not endure this discomfort so she followed Jeremy to the basement.

When the door of the basement was opened and the light streamed inside, Madeline could see a person lying on the cold and damp floor.

Madeline quickly walked to Shirley and grabbed her arm.

She could feel that Shirley's entire body was hot, even her breath. It seemed that she was having a fever.

At this moment, she looked battered and exhausted. She had lost her bright and beautiful appearance as well as her arrogant attitude whenever she was in front of people. "Shirley," Madeline called out to her.

Jeremy watched them coldly at one side. "Linnie, she won't die. You don't have to worry about people like her."

Madeline understood how much Jeremy despised Shirley. However, if something happened to Shirley and she died here, Jeremy's future would be destroyed. "Jeremy, get her out of here. Ask Carter to come to get her."

"No way." Jeremy rejected decisively. "Even if she dies, it'll be an appropriate punishment for her crimes. Linnie, why are you worried about people like her?"

"The person I'm worried about is you, Jeremy Whitman," Madeline emphasized with a stern tone.

Suddenly, Jeremy was dazed. He felt as if his judgment had been affected by his anger because what Madeline said hit him hard now.

She was worried about him. How could she be worried about Shirley?

Jeremy squatted down and stroked Madeline's cheek.

"I'm sorry, Linnie."

"There's no sorry between us," Madeline said. She used all her might to pull Shirley who was drifting in and out of consciousness. At the same time, her heavy gaze was glued to the man who was furrowing his eyebrows.

"Jeremy, I know you hate Shirley, but this is not right. Even though they've done such things, it doesn't mean we can. I know you're doing this for me and you're unconvinced, but you can't use their methods." After Madeline said that, she used all her might to drag Shirley outside.

Before she could take two steps, Jeremy hurried over and yanked Shirley away from Madeline.

However, after he did that, Shirley started to slowly regain consciousness.

"Jeremy, let me go..."

Shirley said weakly and sluggishly.

Jeremy lowered his eyes to look at her coldly. "Are you feeling the pain and discomfort now? Shirley, this is what you deserve."

He said and dragged Shirley forcefully toward the entrance.

Madeline thought Jeremy was going to let Shirley go, but she did not expect him to drag Shirley into the guest room.

He then pushed Shirley onto the bed without pity.

Shirley let out a muffled sound of pain and shifted slightly on the bed. She had no energy left in her body.

Sunlight poured into the room from the French window, shining on Shirley's face and body that was covered with dirt. At this moment, she looked especially sloppy and battered.