The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 83

Lance swung the car door open and Sabrina hopped out, thanking him before heading toward the mansion. She intended to call out to Marian to go home and rest, but was startled to find a man seated on their living room sofa.

As she pushed the door open, he slowly turned to her. They locked eyes and both froze.

The man was dressed in a crisp white shirt, black trousers, and his lengthy legs were crossed as he sat in the middle of the sofa. His handsome face was marked by a pair of cold eyes. When he saw the girl entering, a flicker of surprise shot through his eyes, but it vanished almost as quickly.

Sabrina was dressed in a mint green maxi dress that accentuated her slender waist, her shoulder–length hair loosely draped behind her. Her bright dark eyes were fixed on the man on the sofa.

Carter was stunned. He had imagined this girl’s face a thousand times in his mind. He hadn’t imagined her to be so quietly elegant, radiating a sense of nobility. She was clearly a lady of high birth.

His heart skipped a beat.

“Who are you? What are you doing in my house? Where’s Marian?” Sabrina suddenly wondered if he was an intruder. She had been living here for almost two weeks and hadn’t encountered anyone else. Suddenly, a stranger was in her house, and Marian was nowhere to be found.

The man on the sofa frowned, and his expression became even colder. Her house? He looked around. Wasn’t this his house? How had it become hers? I’m Carter Cliff. How have you been, Ms. Shaw?” His voice was deep and slow, spilling from his throat.

Carter Cliff? Sabrina’s mind raced and she soon realized who Carter was: her unseen fiancé.

hadn’t he? And now he was pretending to care about her well–being. He could mind his own business Sabrina stood her ground, glaring at

at her, noticing the defiant look in her eyes. He was struck by her anger, he hadn’t said anything

down at himself and a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “What’s wrong. Ms. Shaw? Haven’t seen a handsome man before? The one who dropped you off seemed okay” Carter paused, slowly got up from the sofa, and walked toward Sabrina.

you don’t mind,” he said, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

her grandfather cherished her more than his life; surely he wouldn’t let her suffer Maybe he would even take her back

standing right in front of Sabrina, studying her. Her skin was soft and delicate, her eyes cast down, her long eyelashes fanning across her

She was planning to change her shoes and head straight upstairs to bed,

burst into a cold, sarcastic laugh, “Mr. Cliff, in my eyes, there are no handsome men, only irresponsible jerks and cowards. Some people may be good looking, but they act

Who was

lady raised by the prestigious Shaw family. How could she use such vulgar language! Sabrina smiled as she passed him, leaving a trace of her perfume lingering in Carter’s nostrils. He stood at the entrance, watching as Sabrina walked upstairs without looking back. Her slim figure disappearing, leaving his mind

the door, cursing under his breath He

dealing with the Melfort brothers, he didn’t need to take it from this girl.

drive her home in the middle of the night instead of staying at home.

for her She could do whatever

her door closed tightly, his temper flared. This girl had no manners. She was living in his house and yet she

kicked open his bedroom door, stamming it shut forcefully, the sound echoing through

the door slam She discreetly

he could call her grandfather and call

as Magnus stayed busy