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.

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

nearby, would you do me the honour

Madeline’s most direct and only way in finding

not a lot of people in the café

cup of

correctly, you like black tea, Mrs. Whitman.”

a frivolous smile and would Madeline’s

it seemed that there was

of her. She went straight to the point, resuming the original conversation topic from

to F Country to have tea with you. I only

Madeline’s delicate and

say it. Lily is just a child, and ever since you knew her, that kid has innocently looked to you as her big brother. A good big brother. Please don’ t

calm expression and picked up his cup of coffee

can’t hurt a five -year-old’s heart, but you can recklessly hurt my heart,