Madeline stood motionlessly at the door and looked at the man who was pointing the gun at her.

Her erratic heart started calming down slowly.

Jeremy was pointing the gun at her, and there was still some wet blood on his palms. There were also splatters of blood on his brown leather jacket.

His eyes were deep as night and filled with killing intent and malice. At this moment, they were staring straight at Madeline heatedly.

He looked just like a demon who had gone through a massacre. A murderous aura was emitting from his every pore. Even so, he still looked extremely handsome.

When he saw that the person who had just walked in was Madeline, the dark aura behind his eyes went away slightly. However, sarcasm started to appear in his eyes instead.

“Are you here to see if I’m dead?” he asked sarcastically and slowly walked toward Madeline. “You’re such a good wife to Felipe. Not only did you hire so many assassins to kill me, but you’ve even come to check for yourself if the deed was