Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Hannah looked at Madeline who approached her, and after a brief pause, she cried even harder now.

Madeline knelt slowly. “Don’t cry.“

Through Hannah’s misty and teary eyes, she saw a clean handkerchief appearing in front of her.

“Wipe your tears. Stop crying.“ Madeline comforted, “If someone who cares about you knows that you’re crying so hard now, they will definitely feel distressed.“

Upon hearing Madeline’s words, Hannah laughed self-mockingly and spoke slowly.

“I’ve been the apple of my family’s eyes since I was a child, and my parents regarded me as their treasure. Gradually, I became very proud and complacent. I went to Gray Manor to be a maid not because I wanted to be a maid, but to prove myself.“

As Hannah said that, she cried even harder.

Madeline squatted in front of Hannah, quietly and patiently listening to Hannah talk about the dissatisfaction and depression in her heart.

I was able to prove myself because only exceptional girls could work as maids in Gray Manor. After

would have a good impression of you, but things didn’t go as

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felt even more embarrassed; her pale

fists. It was as if she resented what she had

eyes that had turned red from crying to look

low voice. “No normal person would

explanation made Hannah even more

cheeks were

laughed at herself. “How could I do so many

in going about things the wrong way. It’s good that you thought it through.“

looked at the handkerchief in her

tears blurring her vision, Hannah lifted her eyes to

soft glow from the sunset