Chapter 1263
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Jeremy jumped up from the sofa abruptly. âWhere is she?â
âI just found out that Ryan has a private jet. He boarded the plane last night and left Glendale!â
âWhere is that planeâs landing site?â Jeremy asked anxiously.
âI donât know for the time being.â The man shook his head, but soon, he gave Jeremy hope. âHowever, the radar can detect that the plane is still in flight currently.â
Jeremyâs gloomy eyes gradually brightened, the light in them apparent.
He returned to Whitman Manor to hastily tidy up his appearance and change his clothes.
While on his way out, Jackson and Lillian followed behind him.
âDaddy, have you not found Mommy yet?â Jackson asked uneasily.
Jeremy squatted. He stroked the comely and cute little faces in front of him, giving them a smile that was as gentle as a spring breeze.
âJack, take good care of your sister. Daddy will definitely bring Mommy home.â
Jackson nodded, but his small brows were tightly furrowed.
Jeremy could see that his son was still worried about Madeline, and so was he.
Madeline had an irreplaceable position in his heart. He would rather bleed than see her hurt in any way.
He was worrying about Madelineâs safety, so his thoughts started to wander. Suddenly, he felt his little cute daughter pulling the corner of his clothes.
Lillian was also frowning. She was not speaking, but she stretched out her small arms and hugged Jeremy. âDaddy.â
She called out to him again, her sweet voice filling Jeremyâs heart. He felt so soft and warm.
âMy dear Lily, Daddy is going to bring Mommy home now. You two must be obedient, okay?â
He urged softly, and the two children nodded at the same time.
Jeremy was reluctant to leave them, but now, he had more concerns about Madeline in his heart.
As soon as he got in the car, he received news that Ryanâs private jet had landed in Y Country.
He did not delay even for a second. He immediately rushed to the airport to meet up with his colleagues to get ready to leave for Y Country.
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Madeline had fallen into a deep slumber, and when she woke up, she saw herself lying on a big bed.
She quickly sat up, but perhaps she had exerted too much force, so her head felt heavy and her body was very weak.
She sat on the bed and paused for a few seconds before she got up to walk to the French window.
Everything in front of her was unfamiliar, and she had no way of guessing where she was.
Click.
Suddenly, the door opened and Madeline turned around vigilantly. Then, she saw Ryan walking slowly toward her with one hand in his pocket.
He was dressed in casual clothes. In addition to that, he looked like he was in good spirits and not at all like a fugitive.
âWhere is this place?â Madeline asked directly. She did not have the mood to beat around the bush with Ryan. âWhat do you want?â
Ryan did not mind Madelineâs indifferent attitude that seemed as if she was repulsed by him. He appeared to have regained his initial warmth when he parted his lips and said in a soft tone, âYou should wash up and eat something. Iâll take you to see two people in two days.â
âI donât want to see anyone, Ryan. I want to go home!â
âThis is your home, and youâre my wife.â Ryanâs eyes suddenly looked domineering. âYouâd better remember that weâre lawfully wedded.â
After he said that, two young and beautiful maids came in through the door.