Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Realizing that Carter had come prepared, Shirley felt slightly nervous.

She knew better than anyone the power of Carter’s hypnosis.

Sometimes, he did not even require any props; he could manipulate a person’s emotions with just a look, causing the person to unwittingly lose himself in his territory.

Carter vaguely caught a hint of hesitation in Shirley’s eyes.

The corners of his mouth faintly turned up as he brought his deep, dark eyes closer to Shirley and stared at her.

“Shirley, if you really aren’t lying, then look into my eyes earnestly now.”

The tone of Carter’s voice had suddenly become as gentle as a spring breeze.

It was a type of gentle feeling that could make people unwittingly let go of their emotions and gradually allow their imaginations to enter a state of relaxation and comfort.

Shirley, who seemed to sense that Carter was attempting to hypnotize her, intuitively turned her face to avoid Carter’s eyes, but he held her chin tightly.

He forced her to look into his eyes. “Shirley, look at me.”

Carter demanded as the warmth of his every breath caressed Shirley’s face.

eyes began to feel tired,

a shallow hypnotic trance which was already sufficient for

to begin

would he do if the answer was

to him because of her disfigurement and

the answer was not as he

No.

be exactly as

not to love him because she was disfigured and

himself the same thing while

finally decided to

brows furrowed as he lifted his slender fingers and traced them along the scar on

exhausted. Close your

Shirley

eyes obediently the next

the opportunity, Carter embraced Shirley gently against his chest before

a hand on her abdomen and holding it

he could not feel the presence of