Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Shirley quickly collected her wandering thoughts. The sky was gray, and it was drizzling.

Shirley was having an unquiet state of mind. She looked at the driver who came over to help her and thanked him.

The driver wore a cap and a face mask. He did not speak. He merely kindly helped her into the car and put away the wheelchair.

Shirley sat in the car and looked at the scenery outside the window. Her expression looked abnormally dispirited.

During the drive, the driver would occasionally lift his eyes to look at Shirley from the rearview mirror.

Shirley, who was looking out of the window the whole time, did not know that the driver was observing her.

Although it was only drizzling, Shirley felt that it was raining cats and dogs in her heart.

Her only family member had died, and the friend who took care of her this whole time was dead as well.

She had even personally gone to destroy the future o f the man she loved the most.

Heh.

She felt that

true. She

self-deprecatingly. Unbeknownst to her, the

been paying attention to their whereabouts, but after a

to her old home, but

in Glendale, she had been living in St. Piaf for so many years that

the airport. You’re going in the wrong direction,

heed her

when she realized

” Shirley called out again, but the

half of her body, but she could still move her

the side of the driver’s face. Despite the face mask and cap, she would never

suddenly reached out her hand and removed the driver’s cap and face

“Carter, it’s you!”

a deaf ear and remained silent. His expression was