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 voice. “Prepare

phone screen, and the

seems that you can only feel the fatal blow if I give an eye for

with a cold smirk on his face and then turned back to Shirley’s

Carter coming back into her room. She had thought that Carter came looking for her, but then she saw Carter walking to the closet and began to

“ Where are you going? Aren’t you going to go back to apologize to your grandpa? Are you planning to

head and looked at Shirley, his eyes conveying a reluctance

nothing

knew that Carter would not

French window. It

weather, just like her heart, was going

In F Country.

hanging up the phone, Fabian stood in the

Yorick and Lana’s deaths still haunted his

identity toward the end. Jeremy had only deliberately stayed