Madeline saw a man lying on a single bed in front of her.

She would never mistake this man’s frame.

She closed the door and walked over quickly.

Jeremy heard noises but did not care. However, the footsteps getting closer sounded familiar.

He turned over and saw Madeline. Then, his dark eyes lit up.

When their eyes met, Madeline felt a pang of pain in her heart.

He was wearing a thin shirt with his wound wrapped in bandages. However, she could see blood seeping from his wound.

She felt horrible when she saw his haggard and pale face.

“Jeremy.” She sat down on the bed and helped him up. “Are you okay? How’s your wound?”

After Jeremy sat up, Madeline saw a thick chain attached to his right wrist. When he moved slightly, it would pull on the wound on his shoulder.

Felipe had been locking up Jeremy.

Madeline did not expect this.

Jeremy looked calm. “You only came to visit me after so many days. Did you think I was already dead, Mrs. Whitman?”

Madeline did not mind Jeremy’s col