Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

After the person on the other end of the phone received this call, they hung up without saying anything.
The nurse was curious. When she was wondering if she had been scammed, she received notification on her phone that she
had received an impressive sum of money.
The nurse was delighted because she could buy the bag she had been eyeing for a long time now.
Then, she placed all of Lillian’s medical records on the table according to the order she received from the person who transferred
her the money. After she did all of that, she closed the door and left.
Less than a minute after she left, a tall and upright figure appeared at the door of the ward.
The man did not hesitate before pushing the door open and walking into the ward.
After Madeline left, Lillian stopped paying attention to what was going on inside the ward. She
was sitting on the sofa on the balcony, as quiet as a delicate doll as she looked out at the scenery.
However, when she heard someone pushing the door open and coming in, she turned her tiny body to look over.
Fabian’s approaching footsteps slowed down when Lillian looked over to him.
He was wearing a brown coat and a face mask. He had a bouquet of powder blue baby breaths in his hands. In his other hand,
he was carrying a glass jar and inside the jar were colorful candies.
Lillian looked at Fabian and blinked her bright, huge eyes.
She supported herself using the sofa to stand up. However, since she had been receiving daily injections, she was very weak. It
was very difficult for her to stand up.
Fabian could tell what Lillian was thinking, so he quickly recomposed himself and walked in front of Lillian.
When Lillian saw Fabian suddenly approaching her, she lifted her little head and looked straight into Fabian’s eyes.
She wanted to say something, but in the end, she still could not utter a word.
Fabian frowned and squatted slowly to hand the bouquet to Lillian.

Lillian loved baby breaths, so she slowly lifted her tiny hands to gently hold the bouquet Fabian was giving her out of kind
intentions.
She wanted to say thank you but she realized that her throat could not sound out those two words.
Lillian lowered her eyelids in desolation. Her curly eyelashes were fluttering up and down, like tiny blades slicing across Fabian’s
heart again and again.
He was heartbroken.
He also had this feeling the first time he met Lillian.
Back then, it was because he had seen Felipe using such a small child. When he saved Lillian, the heartache he felt had come
naturally.
Now, this heartache was not only instinctive but perhaps it was also laced with apology.
The reason Lillian became like this had to do with his sister, Lana.
When he saw that Lillian looked a little dejected, Fabian handed the jar of candies over to her.
Lillian wanted to take it but she shook her head, pointing to the cabinet in the ward.
Fabian understood and walked over to the cabinet to pull the drawer open. He saw the jars of candies that he had given her over
the past month inside.
Yes, she was sick, so she could not eat such sweet candies. He had handpicked all of the ingredients to make the candies just
so she could eat them, even making them himself. They were all handmade without preservatives.
However, he understood.
Fabian turned around and saw Lillian looking at him with wide clear eyes. He felt his heart warming up, and then, he walked to
the table to pick up the records the nurse had placed there.
Actually, he had been paying attention to Lillian’s situation in secret.

However, when he finally saw Lillian’s medical records and the state she was in after going for treatment every day with his own
eyes, he could not help but grasp the stack of records tightly.
He knew he did not have much time here and Madeline would be back soon. He did not want to delay this anymore either.
Fabian quickly walked back to Lillian and lifted his hand to caress her head.
However, after removing the red hat on Lillian’s head, to his astonishment, he realized that Lillian did not have hair anymore.
Fabian was lost for words. His hand that was holding the hat was frozen in mid-air.