An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 31

Suddenly, Margaret recalled how her mother abandoned her and left with another man. The mockery and meanness that she grew up with were still fresh in her mind.

Giving birth to a child was a sensitive topic to her, because it was an enormous responsibility for her, and it was not something to be taken lightly.

However, Margaret was eager to be set free from the life she lived, where she was captivated by her sins. After pondering between the two tough choices, she finally decided what was best for her. “All right.”

Christopher‘s pupils dilated as he boiled with rage. He clenched his jaw and relaxed it before continuing, “Can you even make me sleep with you? As long as you can‘t get pregnant, you don‘t even have to think about getting away from me!”

Margaret took a deep breath and stepped toward Christopher, then reached out her shaking hands to unbutton his shirt. Her eyelashes were shivering out of nervousness, and she was too afraid to look him in his eyes.

Margaret never figured out what Christopher was to her. He used to be a guardian who took her in and nurtured her for many years. Now, he had become her husband.

Margaret could not undo the button because she was in a panic. The fluctuation in the man‘s breathing, however, told her that he was impatient.

At her wit‘s end, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed Christopher on the corner of his lips.

Yet, she did not notice Christopher‘s expression darkening. Is she that eager to flee from

my side?

“Enough!” Christopher pushed Margaret away and swept the tea set off the table violently. The shattered glass splattered onto Margaret‘s ankle, and blood immediately flowed from her wounded skin.

The pain caused Margaret to frown as she staggered to balance herself. Shocked and helpless, she looked at Christopher.

After seeing the injury on Margaret‘s ankle, Christopher instinctively raised his hand, but he quickly lowered it again and looked away, “Do you think I’ll touch a woman who‘s been touched by another man?”

After finishing his sentence, he went into his walk–in closet and changed his clothes before leaving without even looking back.

Margaret stared at the mess on the floor for a long while before regaining her senses. She realized her ankle had been soaked in blood.

At that moment, Elizabeth pushed the door open and entered the room, then treated Margaret‘s wound worriedly. “Meg, did you argue with Mr. Lewis again? That‘s how his temper is, so you must be more obedient.”

A bitter grin crept onto Margaret‘s face. “I‘m already trying my best, and I do whatever he wants me to do.” Why is he still angry at me?

Elizabeth stayed silent for a few seconds before speaking reluctantly. “The incident that happened three years ago hurt him a lot. Men are always like that, Meg. You must try to warm their heart when they have something that they couldn‘t get over. I can tell that he likes you.” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Margaret remained speechless. Can I warm Christopher‘s heart? No, I don‘t think so. It can be done by anyone else, but not me.

Christopher did not return home throughout the night, and Margaret only managed to fall asleep when it was midnight.

Margaret woke up the next morning and went to work without having breakfast. After noticing a stack of documents on her desk when she reached the office, she knitted her brows together. “Whose documents are these?”

The colleague sitting beside her whispered, “Mr. Carter assigned you these tasks. Did you make him angry? He almost assigned you all the workload in this department. I‘m afraid you‘ll have to work overtime today.”

Margaret did not complain about it and knew the exact reason she was being treated that way. She sat down and started working.

During the lunch break, Margaret received a text message on her phone: I‘m Megan Jenkins‘ mother. Can we meet up at Mocha Cafe? I‘ll be waiting:

Margaret tried to recall who Megan Jenkins was, but to no avail. She replied: I don‘t know Megan Jenkins.

She received a reply immediately: It‘s fine as long as I know who you are. See you there.

The image of the lady walking alongside Christopher at the airport appeared in

Margaret‘s mind. At that point, she was intrigued to discover the truth behind the situation.