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.

“I heard what she said before she left. She’s worried about her daughter’s physical condition.

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

no need for her

saved her daughter’s life, and you’re saying ‘there’s

though the look on his

little girl? You asked me to let her run her course. You also told me that there was no need to find a suitable bone marrow

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

been confused about this, but every time he asked, Fabian would not speak anything of it. This time, he decided to try his luck

Fabian still did not

café, and drove straight to

Fabian came

usually be

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