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.

line in a commanding voice. “Prepare me two tickets to

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

the fatal blow

smirk on his face and then

her room. She had thought that Carter

go back to apologize to your grandpa? Are you planning to hide like

Carter slowly stopped packing and turned his head and looked at Shirley, his eyes conveying a reluctance

suddenly had nothing

she also knew that Carter would not

the French window. It

cold weather, just like her heart, was going to freeze

In F Country.

hanging up the phone, Fabian stood in the same

ago lingered in his mind. Yorick and Lana’s deaths still haunted his mind after a very long

undercover identity toward the end. Jeremy had only deliberately stayed