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Read Married by Mistake Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife [by Sixteenth Child] Chapter 1305 – Madeline let Ryan throttle
her as he wished as her gaze remained unfazed.
“K**l me. I might as well d*e if I can never see Jeremy again. There’s no difference between the two anyway.”
She smiled bitterly. Ryan had already sanded her sharp edges away over the past few days, so she no longer had
the strength to fight back.
Ryan could not bear to accept such words coming from Madeline at such a time.
“Why must you force me, Eveline? Why do you have to force me?” A look so angry it seemed wretched and
horrifying overtook Ryan’s handsome’s features.
He pressed Madeline against the cold floorboards and pounced on her like an unrestrained tiger, ripping her clothes
apart brutally.
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“F*ck off!” Madeline resisted with all her might.
Yet Madeline’s hands were in a deadlock in Ryan’s hold and one of his hands was forcing Madeline’s head to meet
his thin lips as he leaned down to kiss her.
Madeline turned her head to avoid it but was not completely successful.
Ryan’s lips touched her cheek. The warmth and soft contact seemed to have ignited the feelings Ryan had been
suppressing over the years.
Desire filled his eyes, and at that moment, he fully believed that he had fallen for Eveline. He wanted to have her,
not just to take revenge on Jeremy, but to satisfy the innate and true desire within him.
However, his touch had also triggered something within Madeline.
She bit Ryan’s arm and took the man’s dazed lapse as an opportunity to get up and run out of the storage room.
After two steps, she ended up stepping on the broken shards of the bowl she had thrown. As she was barefoot, the
sharp pieces pierced into the bottom of her feet and made her shiver in pain.
Still, Madeline ignored the pain and continued to run through the broken pieces. The raging panic within her at that
moment screamed, telling her to escape Ryan’s control and run as far as possible.
She had not even made it out of the storage room when she felt Ryan lifting her from behind.
“Let me go! You bstard!” Madeline yelled as she hammered her fists against Ryan as hard as she could. “You crazy
son of a btch! Let me go, you f*cking *sshole!”
Ryan remained impassive to Madeline’s hitting and scolding.
He carried her to the bedroom and threw her onto the bed to press her down.
Madeline pulled her feet in and pulled out a shard from the bottom of her feet through the pain. The moment Ryan
pressed down over her, she placed the shard against Ryan’s neck.
Ryan felt a small stab of pain shoot up. He knew that the shard must have sliced the skin around his neck.
“Don’t you dare, Ryan Jones.” Madeline’s gaze was determined. She appeared fully ready to k**l him even if it was
at the cost of her life.
Ryan had not expected Madeline to be so difficult. Her lively and beautiful eyes were red, emphasizing the hollow
and pale complexion of her face.
He lifted his hand to take the shard from Madeline’s hand, but her grip was unrelenting. Even if it was at the cost of
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏma bleeding palm, she refused to let go of it and kept it pressed against his neck.
“Stay the f*ck away. I don’t want to see you!” Physically, Madeline was in horrible condition, but that did not dilute
the determination in her tone.
Ryan knitted his brows and dragged Madeline’s hand with brute force as his gaze sharpened.
“I told you that I’ll let you do what you want as long as you listen to me. I’ll even let your parents go back to
Glendale, so why can’t you just bow down to me? You’re the one who’s forcing me here, Eveline.”
“Hah.” Madeline scoffed bitterly as a tear trickled from the corner of her eyes. “Will you actually let my parents go,
Ryan? Who are you kidding here? You’re just going to use them to control me again so that you can achieve
whatever vile goal you’re aiming for!”
Ryan’s expression darkened. He seemed moments away from erupting in anger when he suddenly loosened his
grip.
Madeline fell onto the bed limply. She pushed herself back to stare at the man sitting by the bed guardedly. She did
not let go of the shard in her grip.
It was as if the shard was her life force and the only thing keeping her from bending under Ryan’s brutal behavior.
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