Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

“Fabian, are you forcing me to call the cops?” Madeline turned around and looked at him. “Do you want me to inform the police of your crimes of kidnapping my daughter and threatening her safety?”

As Madeline walked toward Fabian who had his back against her, her sharp eyes betrayed a look of remorse.

“Fabian, could it be that you want to walk the same path that your brother and sister had taken? Are you going to keep testing the limit that shouldn’t be tested?”

As Madeline’s voice fell, Fabian turned around abruptly.

He stared straight at Madeline, and at this moment, his eyes no longer showed the friendliness and gentleness from back then. Madeline caught sight of a flash of enmity, rage, and conflict in Fabian’s eyes.

Conflict. He was conflicted.

The look in Fabian’s eyes only calmed down seconds later.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly into a soft smiley.

have flown all the way here to find me, I couldn’t very well

do me the honour of having a

was Madeline’s most direct and only way in finding Lillian, so of course, Madeline

lot of people in the café during the

cup of

you like black tea, Mrs. Whitman.” Fabian addressed Madeline

always had a frivolous smile

seemed that there was no returning to

the steaming coffee in front of her. She went straight to the point, resuming the original conversation topic

all the way here to F Country to have tea with you. I only want my

appeared on Madeline’s delicate and small

you knew her, that kid has innocently looked to

a calm expression and picked

five -year-old’s heart, but you can recklessly hurt my heart, tearing it