Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

At the sight of Carter, Ada’s face paled, and she closed her mouth in panic.

Carter’s deep, cold eyes swept over Ada’s face before settling on Shirley’s.

“You’re awake.”

Indifferent, Shirley chuckled. “Mr. Gray, you have a good sight. You’re right. I’m awake.”

“….” Carter, aware that Shirley was deliberately mocking him, was not interested in arguing  with her.

“Since you’re awake, get out of bed. We’ll be going to the hospital for a full examination shortly.”

After speaking, Carter threw a glance at Ada and left.

Ada knew that Carter was reminding her to attend to Shirley’s needs as Shirley got out of bed.

Shirley had not noticed Carter’s look at Ada, but she did feel that Ada’s attitude had improved after Carter left.

Ada had even assigned a servant to bathe Shirley and change her clothes. In the end, Ada even smiled when asking Shirley for her breakfast preference.

all this rather odd, Shirley

Shirley sat in Carter’s

sat in the compartment behind, and Carter beside

through all the confrontations in the past two days,

at peace, Carter could not feel the same

profile, looking at the flawless, perfect

of unfamiliarity. In the past, Shirley had always worn makeup. Although the makeup had been light, every

appeared to have reverted to simplicity; there

car window, showering the side of Shirley’s face in a light

quiet and

suddenly saw a version of Shirley

maintained a calm demeanor. She was also very docile, following Carter around for a

had initially thought that Carter mainly wanted to conduct a checkup

either dermatologists or orthopedics; they were evidently here for her

of the doctors

wound on Shirley’s face was too deep, and her legs were even more difficult