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.

the scene unfolding in the courtyard downstairs nervously

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

displeased, but he did not

those vile acts, so why do you

my conscience?”  Carter sneered and raised his eyes to

heart. How could

no choice. None at all. That child could not

no intention to live, so she wanted to

in doing this, but she also knew clearly that, since the beginning, the child

breath and held back

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

Carter slowly lowered the gun

he loved no one, only himself.