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Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman's Sinner Wife

Chapter 1851
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Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife chapter 1851

“Carter, this is bad!” Ada rushed up to Carter in a panic.

Carter could sense that Ada was referring to Shirley.

“Do you know where Shirley went?” Carter asked directly.

Ada nodded repeatedly. “I wasn’t paying much attention at first, but it struck me when you couldn’t find Shirley.”

“Get to the point.”

“When I was returning from the scene of the fire earlier, I vaguely saw Shirley heading down the street to grab a

taxi.”

Upon hearing this, Carter strode out hurriedly.

It was a rare sight to see Carter worried and anxious, and it made Ada’s heart feel a lot lighter.

She was grateful for her own decisiveness. Otherwise, she would have been even more pained at the present.

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In reality, she had seen Shirley hailing a taxi by the street earlier, but Ada deliberately waited for a period of time

before telling Carter. She wanted Shirley to have a head start so that Carter would have a difficult time finding her.

Carter drove his car along the route Shirley might have taken, but he was unable to find her.

Night fell, and under the dark blue moonlight, it began to drizzle, bringing a chill to this spring night.

The gate of Whitman Manor.

Shirley had been sitting in her wheelchair for half an hour; she did not leave despite the rain.

Karen and Eloise were in the living room teasing Percy in their arms, glancing out the French windows from time to

time.

“Karen, is that woman really what you described?” Eloise asked uncertainly.

As the rain grew heavier, Eloise could not help but feel sympathetic.

” She’s already been outside in the rain for half an hour.”

“Even if she sits in the rain for an entire day, she doesn’t deserve our sympathy, ” Karen’s attitude was firm and

cold.

“Eloise, you’re probably unclear about many things since you were unwell previously, but Jeremy and Eveline had

told me all about Shirley.”

Karen’s heart burned with rage at the mention of the incident.

“This woman was the reason Jeremy’s hair and eye colors have turned to what they are today.”

“So, this is the woman who made Jeremy like this,” Eloise was shocked.

“Not only did she harm Jeremy, but she also harmed Eveline.” Karen glared out the window with displeasure. “She

developed such a harmful thing. I really have no idea what she was thinking. And now she has come to deliver the

anti-toxoid  test reagent. How could anyone believe that?”

Karen was full of doubt about Shirley’s appearance.

Eloise, however, seemed to waver. “Do you think she has developed a conscience? She appears to be really

sincere.”

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“Eloise, don’t believe her.”

Karen had misgivings about Shirley’s appearance.

“Even if she had the anti-toxoid test reagent, Jeremy and Eveline  aren’t here, and we can’t get in touch with them

either. For now, let’s leave that woman alone. Perhaps she’s even pretending to be disabled. Our family has been

harmed so many times by people with ill intentions. We must not let our guard down.”

Eloise agreed with Karen’s words.

It was indeed prudent that they kept their guard up, so they stopped paying attention to Shirley and focused on

taking care of her grandchild instead.

As the rain grew heavier, each raindrop grew in size, crashing down one by one.

Shirley remained motionless, waiting on the same spot as she looked ahead, allowing the rain to soak through her

hair and clothes.

There were only tears running down from her eyes down her face, a silent accompaniment to the raindrops.

It was raining before her eyes, but she seemed to see a bizarre flame burning furiously, devouring everything in the

end, including the only relative she had in the world and the girl who had been caring for her—someone whom she

had been eager to befriend.

This was retribution.