Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife novel Chapter 1812

“Mr. Gray, why are you so mad? I’m merely a chess piece to you. Since we were both using each other, and I didn’t mind such a relationship, then why would you be bothered about it? Could it be that, on the surface, you pretend to be unconcerned about me, but deep down, I’m always in your heart?”

Shirley’s eyes bore a hint of a soft smile, staring into Carter’s eyes.

However, she was conflicted. She was waiting for Carter’s answer, an answer she had longed for, but in the end, all she got was Carter’s sneer.

“In my heart, there’s only my wife now,” Carter replied.

Shirley furiously clenched her fists hiding in her sleeves.

Wife.

He had said it rather smoothly.

“Shirley.” Carter’s cold eyes squinted, a dangerous aura emanating from within. “Shirley, I’ll not let you live your life as you please.”

Shirley’s heart abruptly trembled, but her face continued to smile.

“I’ll wait for it, Carter. I’ll wait for the day when you won’t let me live my life as I wish.”

“Hmph.”

Carter chuckled coldly, and his palm, still clutching the back of Shirley’s neck, gripped tighter.

“Those who betray me don’t have a good end. I think you’re very clear about the way Ryan died.”

Shirley’s heart was racing. “You plan to kill me as well, then?”

” I won’t let you die.” Carter smiled but that smile hid a sinister and obscure intention. ” I’ll make you wish that you were dead.”

“Shirley, when the time comes, don’t come begging because it would be useless.”

His expression darkened as he finished speaking.