Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Fabian felt that something was wrong when he saw this unfamiliar number. He could already guess who it was, and as expected, he heard Carter’s voice a second later.

“I’ve blocked your number. You should know that I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore.”

“Are you really going to let Jeremy off the hook like this? Can you really let go of your brother and sister’s death?”

Carter began to provoke and instigate Fabian again.

He waited for Fabian’s answer. After a long moment, Fabian’s voice came from the other end of the phone.

“Carter, I’ll say it one last time. I don’t want to have any contact with you anymore. I don’t need you meddling in my family affairs.”

Fabian said with emphasis and then hung up the phone.

As Carter listened to the busy tone from the other end of the line, his fingers around the phone tightened one by one.

An unmistakably chilly hatred filled his eyes. After a while, he called again.

on the other end of the line in a commanding

looked at the dimming mobile phone screen, and the corners of his lips were slowly

fatal blow if I give an eye for an

on his

dispiritedly. Suddenly, she saw Carter coming back into her room. She had

going? Aren’t you going to go back to apologize to your grandpa? Are you planning to hide like this

reluctance to be defeated. “Why should I

had nothing to say

but she also knew that Carter would not

her eyes to look at the French window. It was still raining, and the wind never

cold weather, just like her heart,

In F Country.

stood in the same

not long ago lingered in his mind. Yorick and Lana’s deaths still haunted

toward the end. Jeremy had only