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.

He elegantly took a sip and continued, “I heard what she said before she left. She’s worried about her daughter’s physical condition. Did you not tell her about

left untouched and

no need for her to

Even said, smiling while he repeated those four words. “You’ve saved her

though the look on his face seemed more

me to let her run her course.

suddenly change your mind then? Is it possible that you’re imitating

while, he had always been confused about this, but every time he asked, Fabian would not speak anything of it. This time, he decided

still

and drove straight to the

Fabian came straight to

usually be asleep at this

to the bedside. When he saw the faint blush on Lillian’s

you’re looking at her seems like you’re looking