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.

at herself. She felt that her life

true. She was such a

her, the car had driven

their whereabouts, but after a long time, she realized

to Glendale and back to her old home, but

in St. Piaf for so

me, this isn’t the way to the airport. You’re going

did not heed her and

but when she realized that the driver was

out again,

of her body, but she could still move her

moved forward and saw the side of the driver’s face. Despite the face mask

in shock, and she suddenly reached out her hand and

“Carter, it’s you!”

a deaf ear and remained silent. His expression was cold,