“I'm already making the arrangements for our future. I won't make you wait too long,” Carter promised.

Unmoved by this, Shirley changed the direction of the wheelchair and moved towards the bed.

“Okay, Mr. Gray, I heard you. You can go back now. I am going to sleep.”

Listening to Shirley's nonchalant words, Carter looked back at her with narrowed eyes.

“I know it's hard for you to believe what I just said and to forget the deaths of Adam and Cathy, but in any case, no one can change my relationship with you.”

Every word that came out of Carter's mouth sounded unusually sonorous and powerful.

However, Shirley turned a deaf ear to what he said. She was even more indifferent now.

Carter did not want to court yet another rebuff, so he left.

As soon as he got out of the room, he called a maid to help Shirley to go to bed.

He wanted to carry her to bed, but he knew very well that Shirley would resist him now. If he had approached her, he would only make her resist and resent him eve