Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Carter paused, and the corner of his lips lifted into an intrigued smile.

“Jeremy, it seems that this time, you won’t be returning to Glendale after coming to St. Piaf.” Carter loaded the gun again and pointed it at Jeremy’s heart.

He glanced at Jeremy’s bleeding calf again and laughed suddenly.

“It hurts, doesn’t it? But this kind of pain will soon disappear because you will lose all of your senses very soon.”

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed, and then his fingers pulled back.

“Jeremy, go to hell and atone for my son.” “Stop!”

Just when Carter was about to shoot Jeremy in such a grandiose way and when Jeremy intended to dodge, an anxious voice came from above to stop him.

Carter’s fingers stiffened suddenly. He raised his eyes to see Shirley in a wheelchair by the balcony on the second floor.

looking at the scene unfolding in the courtyard downstairs

Jeremy, I’ll jump down from here.” Carter could hear Shirley’s

very displeased, but he did not pull the trigger

with a touch of sarcasm. “I no longer commit those vile acts, so why do you have to step

this against my conscience?”  Carter sneered and raised his eyes to meet Shirley’s gaze. “Shirley, do you

heart. How could

no choice. None at all.

and Cathy’s deaths, and she had no intention to live, so she wanted to leave

knew clearly that, since the beginning, the child had been destined to

a deep breath and held back her

excuses for your desire to fight for the right to rule. You’re not making a move against Jeremy for our child. You are doing this for yourself. All this time, you don’t love anyone. You only love yourself.

Shirley’s words, Carter slowly

said that he loved