Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman

Chapter 1309

Hearing the voice she had been dreaming about for every moment of every day, Madeline looked up to stare at the phone in Ryan's hand. Her eyes widened in shock as she tried to look for the source of Jeremy's voice.

However, Ryan had turned the phone and Madeline was met with the back of the phone.

'Is it you, Jeremy?

'Is this your voice?'

Madeline got up to her feet and walked over to check, but Ryan grabbed her by the wrist before she could make it any further. He pulled her toward him.

He turned Madeline around so that her back was against his chest. Then, he grabbed her jaw to force her to stare into the phone screen.

Madeline struggled frightfully to escape Ryan's grasp, but Jeremy's features suddenly entered her line of vision.

"Jeremy..."

"Linnie!" Jeremy's voice echoed clearly into Madeline's ears.

Madeline stared at the frantic and unsettled man. She felt the corners of her eyes beginning to grow hot.

She knew why Jeremy seemed moments away from going mad. She tried to struggle out of Ryan's grasp so that Jeremy would not need to see her being tormented by Ryan.

Ryan saw through Madeline's plan and did not give her the chance to do so. He tightened his grip on Madeline's jaw and forced her to stare straight at the camera. The sight tore Jeremy's heart into two.

He was even more shocked to see that Madeline's long locks had been cut short.

Her originally flushed and fair complexion was now hollow and colorlessly pale to it at all.

Jeremy's shattered heart felt like salt had been rubbed into the wounds as he watched Madeline try hard to escape from Ryan's hold, but it was to no avail.

Words could not describe the ache he felt in his heart.

She was suffering in front of him, yet all he could do was watch as another man tortured her.

Linnie.

Jeremy's fingernails etched crescent moons into his palm, and his alluring eyes grew red.

Madeline's heart hurt as she watched Jeremy cry with reddened eyes on the other end of the line. She willed herself to ignore the pain she felt and calmed herself to comfort him. "Don't worry about me, Jeremy. I'm alright, I really am."

"I'll come and save you from that crazy b*stard soon, okay, Linnie? Wait for me."

"I'll wait for you, Jeremy. I know you'll come and bring me home-ugh."

Ryan's grip suddenly tightened around Madeline's slim neck before she could finish speaking.

"Ryan!" Red dyed Jeremy's misty eyes as the man pursed his thin lips. "Stop touching my wife. What kind of coward are you to attack a woman?!"

Ryan's smile widened as he watched Jeremy being moments away from going mad. He leaned down intimately to hover his face next to Madeline's. "But this isn't just any woman, is it? She's the woman you love the most, Jeremy Whitman."

"Leave Linnie alone! Ryan! Don't you dare touch her, do you hear me?"

Jeremy could not find it in himself to remain calm as he watched Ryan lean toward Madeline. Before he knew it, he raised his fist and smashed it hard against the glass table in front of him. A crack appeared on the glass before it crashed and shattered.

"Jeremy!" Madeline's heart leaped at the sound as it suddenly pulled her nerves taut. "Hmph." Ryan chuckled lowly. "You're already this angry? We've only just begun." Ryan then moved to press his lips on Madeline's cheek in front of Jeremy's eyes.