Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife by Sixteenth Child

Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife chapter 1844

Shirley lifted her gaze toward Ada. “Carter would share his matters with you?”

Ada chuckled. “Wouldn’t I be able to find out even if he didn’t want me to know? Well, if you don’t believe me, don’t follow me.”

After she had spoken, Ada turned and walked the garden. Glancing behind, she saw Shirley catching up with her. Ada smiled to herself, satisfied that her tactical retreat had worked.

Ada’s smirk was not lost on Shirley, but Shirley chose not to be bothered by it.

This was the Gray Villa. Even if Ada had the courage of the gods, she would not dare to harm her.

However, Shirley was surprised by how large the villa was. Despite walking for two or three minutes, they were still in the garden.

She knew that Carter had put in a lot of effort to win over Glendale.

Carter had already been making preparations when she was sent to approach Jeremy.

He had always been someone who only accepted success—failure was not permitted; this time would be no different.

Shirley was thus truly concerned that Adam would become another one of Carter’s pawn.

this was weighing heavily on Shirley’s

and the one

button on her wheelchair as she lifted her gaze to

small square house with a modern appearance laid before her. It was not a spacious place; it seemed more like a place where Carter would

give it much thought. She was about to enter the house when she heard

the person, she noticed an

Shirley already

cold tone and with a poker

  you can’t blame me for this,” Ada explained with a sense of injustice, “she insisted on meeting her brother and Cathy, and you told me that I should accommodate whatever she wanted. I was merely following your

at Ada’s retort, then he

pursed her lips, dissatisfied. Although she

at Shirley’s back

you wait. I’ll not allow myself to be

could only persuade herself to

after Ada left, Carter stepped forward without hesitation to push Shirley’s wheelchair. He made a 18o-degree turn and steered her back in the direction she had

pointless to argue. Who could she fight against in her current

in question

safe,” Shirley said; her voice was not as strong as