Chapter 1822
Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife
She was clearly the hostess of this family, but she seemed to be nothing more than just that title.
The second floor.
Shirley entered Carterâs study room with a sense of familiarity.
Although it was daytime, Carter had drawn the curtains. He also closed the door behind Shirley after she entered.
He turned around and looked at Shirley who was seated in a wheelchair. He closed his eyes, hoping this was merely a figment of his imagination.
Unfortunately, when he reopened them, Shirley remained in the wheelchair.
Suddenly, it occurred to him that Shirley had always been seated when they met the last few times.
Evidently, it was due to the loss of ability in her legs.
Unable to comprehend the situation, Carter was upset, and the rage within him continued to grow.
âWhat exactly is going on? Your legs⦠how did it happen?â
Carter spoke from behind Shirley; the anger in his voice was suppressed.
âYou seem concerned about my legs, Mr. Gray. Thereâs nothing much to say, except that I may have committed too many bad deeds. This is retribution.â
ââ¦.â Carter refused to accept such a reply. He strode up to her and grasped the back of her neck just like before, then placed his face directly in front of her sight.
âTell me the truth, Shirley. What exactly happened to your legs?â
Carter repeated his question. He appeared to be in a foul mood.
Shirley restrained her trembling heart, and in her usual tone, she responded, âAs Iâve said, I was hit by a car, and thatâs the truth. Donât you think thatâs retribution?â
âDonât lie to me! Did Jeremy do this to you?â Carter questioned her angrily. âWhen you left without returning that time, it was Jeremy who took you! â
âYouâre right. He was the one who took me that day, but he didnât hit me with a car,â Shirley answered honestly, âhe only injected me with the anti-toxoid test reagent. It was the same type as the one youâd placed in Madelineâs wine.â
After hearing what Shirley said, Carterâs expression became even more solemn; his eyebrows looked like they were tied together.
Shirley continued in her calm tone, âThatâs why Iâm here today. To make a deal.â
Carter resentfully glared at Shirley. âWhat deal?â âDo you want the baby?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âIf you want the baby, Iâll let the baby remain, but you have to provide me with the anti -toxoid test reagent formula for AXT6g. Iâd like to develop the anti-toxoid test reagent myself. Should you not want this baby, Iâll have an abortion immediately, and our deal will end here.â
Carterâs grasp tightened on the back of Shirleyâs neck. âWhat did you just say, Shirley?! Are you aware of what youâre saying?! Youâre using our child to bargain! â
Looking at Carterâs angry expression, Shirley could not decide if she should feel happy.
Did he care?
Was he just upset by her attitude?
Shirley had no way of knowing what Carter was thinking, but she was certain he would want to keep the child.
Even if Carter was truly ruthless and did not want the baby, Camille would never agree to it.
Shirley quietly weighed all her options in her heart before responding indifferently to Carter.
âYouâre wrong, Carter. This is your baby. Do you think Iâll care about such an insignificant little thing? To me, heâs just a bargaining chip to acquire the anti-toxoid test reagent.â