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.

blink of an eye, Shirley’s eyes began to feel tired, losing the focus they had, merely staring

shallow hypnotic trance which was already sufficient for

to begin

do if the answer was

to him because of her disfigurement and disability; he imagined that

was not as he

No.

exactly as he had

have pretended not to love him because she

while his eyes were firmly locked

some time, he finally decided to

as he lifted his slender fingers and traced them

Close your eyes and

Shirley in a

closed her eyes obediently the

the opportunity, Carter embraced Shirley gently against his chest before carrying her to

resist placing a hand on her abdomen and holding it

not feel