Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Carter was certain that the figure’s outline was that of Shirley’s.

His eyes completely lacked emotion as he put on a condescending look.

“Shirley, you came in the end.”

His mocking tone slowly drifted into Shirley’s ears.

Shirley clenched her fists and tried her best to maintain her calm and composure.

However, her heartbeat was still beating rapidly, its tempo revealed her nervousness and uneasiness at this moment.

Upon seeing that Shirley did not speak, Carter walked up to Shirley.

Shirley immediately pretended that she was physically unwell, lowering her head and coughed.

Carter frowned, puzzled by the mask on Shirley, but when he saw her coughing so badly, he intuitively thought that she was wearing the mask because she had the flu.

Shirley wanted Carter

moment, Shirley recomposed herself, then deliberately put on an elegant smile and lifted her eyes, giving off a calm expression as she met Carter’s

invitation card. How could I let you down? Your taste is somewhat awful, though, Mr.

teasing manner, clearly

flooded with images of Ada, using Eveline’s

Carter saw Shirley’s matter-of-fact expression, a proud and soft smile

how awful she is, she’s still my wife, unlike someone who had stayed by my side all so

“Hehe. Status?”

immediately burst into laughter when she

that I’ve wanted you to give me status? I’ve spoken my mind clearly that day. We were merely using each other. I was pretending to obey

was a sudden change

it. Despite the pain she felt within her, she had no choice but to be harsh to the very

eyes that seemed lifeless and put

mind accompanying Mr. Gray for some time, unfortunately, your mother’s

“Shirley.” Carter was fuming.