A voice sounded from the bathroom. The person inside was strongly defending Meredith.

Jeremy’s frigid gaze swept over like an icy storm. “You’re letting her live here?”

“What’s wrong with Meredith living here? She’s your fiancée, and you two even have Jack. The three of you are a family! What’s wrong with a family living together?”

Mrs. Whitman stated confidently, her attitude growing more uncontrollable. She was completely ignorant of the change in Jeremy’s expression.

“After what Meredith has gone through, it’s your duty as her fiancé to comfort and console her. You’re not to spend all your time with that witch!”

Mrs. Whitman patted Meredith’s shoulder caringly as she spoke, her expression hardening as she looked at Jeremy.

“I know that you like to have your own opinions, Jeremy, but you have to listen to me this time. I’m your mother! Distance yourself from that woman, Vera Quinn. She’s nothing but bad news. There’s no way she didn’t play a part in Meredith getting hurt