Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Chapter 1667

Eight years.

This number meant a long torment to him.

In contrast to the eight years, he did not know why this moment made him feel anguish.

Carter’s calm face betrayed subtle changes. He picked up his phone to make a call…

The wind and snow grew heavier, and the night gradually grew more obscure.

Despite that, Shirley remained standing at the same spot, her eyes staring at the study, which remained unlit this entire time.

Suddenly, she heard the creaking sounds of footsteps approaching her. It was the old butler. He held an umbrella as he stepped on the thin layer of accumulated snow to reach her side. Then, he held the umbrella over her head.

“Miss Jenny, the snow is getting heavier. Why don’t you go back?” advised the old butler, his eyes filled with pity.

on her hair drifted

I just want to stay here for

mid-sentence as the cold pierced into her skin, making her

frowned, feeling her breath, as well

he could not change Shirley’s mind, the old butler handed the umbrella to her. However, Shirley

leaving soon,” Shirley softly said, her desolate gaze shifted from the study as she finally turned

many years ago, she too was a

very much, and they

very much too. She had thought that Shirley was smart and was quick

had also thought that those moments could continue. However, it all ended abruptly on a certain day,

the French windows again. Despite being in the dark study room, he could clearly see Shirley turning and

he could clearly see that Shirley’s body and hair were covered

Carter turned and stopped

he turned around, the sound of Shirley’s footsteps toward the gates gradually died away. One second later, she

The old butler rushed over while calling for

sofa, alone, with the lights still