Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 1568

Unknowingly, Felipe had been walking for a while before he stopped in his steps and looked up. When he looked up, he realized that everything in front of him was gray.

He really wished that he could go back in time, but everything was too late.

Some things could not go back to how they were after they happened.

He closed his eyes, and his heart was filled with endless regret.

“Felipe!”

Suddenly, a fierce voice interrupted his thoughts.

Felipe opened his eyes. It turned out that there were some people asking for trouble.

He still remembered that during the time when he thought Cathy was dead, he was determined to get on the right path for Cathy. As such, he eventually gave up the business he was in before.

However, the men who were initially under him rebelled.

had been a long time since it happened, they never stopped chasing after him. He also knew that those who he had

would risk their own life for him was his Cathy. She was the only one who was wholehearted and had eyes

are you still trying to hide?” The man who was leading the group walked toward Felipe with a knife. “If you didn’t want to do this sort of business, why didn’t you

locked away in the warehouse. They’re all money! If you don’t

chance to transfer the company to us. If you want to keep protecting the dead person, you’re free to do so. Just don’t be

initially numb to everything, but when he heard those people saying Cathy’s name and referring to

saw that Felipe was not going to transfer the company to them, they ganged up on Felipe

over his body, he did not give up completely and waited

challenge. When Felipe was distracted, one of them

pain of the knife tearing into his flesh suddenly spread to his limbs and bones. Felipe looked up, his darkened and red eyes drenched in rainwater. He drew out the sharp knife that was pierced into his

movements, and all of a sudden, it dyed the rainwater

that, the three men felt a little

kill me, right? Fine, but

“…”

the three men could not help but feel a

them from the back and held the knife across his neck. He was

do something, a familiar voice hurriedly