Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

He lifted his eyes and looked over. He did not see Madeline but saw Evan sitting before him instead.

“When did you sit here?” Fabian looked confused.

Evan pushed his retro, gold -rimmed glasses and lazily leaned back on the sofa.

“I sat down when you were longingly watching that lady leave. What is it? Do you like older girls?”

After hearing this explanation, Fabian’s brows drew together, and he said flatly, “ She’s Lily’s mother.”

There was a slight change in Evan’s eyes upon hearing that. He then looked in the direction where Madeline had left.

“She’s Eveline?” Fabian nodded lightly.

Evan pensively contemplated. “She’s different indeed. I almost ran into her just now, and despite the distance, I could still smell the fragrance on her. A perfumer. Special indeed.”

When Fabian heard that, his brows furrowed further, and his expression darkened further.

brought Evan’s coffee over with a smile. He elegantly took a sip and continued, “I heard what she said before she left.

latte, which was left untouched and still steaming hot, then gave

need for

saved her daughter’s life, and you’re saying ‘there’s no need’. When did

though the look on

actually. Back then, didn’t you tell me to stop caring about the little girl? You asked me to let her run her course. You also told me that there

you suddenly change your mind then? Is it possible

always been confused about this, but every time he asked, Fabian would not

still did

got up, left the café, and drove straight

Fabian came straight

be asleep at

walked to the bedside. When he saw the faint blush on Lillian’s cheeks, he could

at her seems like you’re looking at something