An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 33



Chapter 33

Upon hearing Gavin‘s words, Margaret‘s body stiffened. “What did you say?”

As soon as he recalled that matter again, Gavin swelled with rage. “You didn‘t know? Stop pretending. My modus operandi is an eye for an eye. Just wait and see!”

Margaret was stunned at that instant. Christopher came to my company and gave Gavin a beating? Is that a joke? Such news is too earth–shattering to me!

Seeing her reaction, Gavin thought she was terrified and cooled down a little. “It‘s not too late to apologize to me. Perhaps I‘ll forgive you.”

In response, Margaret shot a glance at him and spoke indifferently. “Mr. Carter, I‘m busy. Please stop disturbing me.”

Gavin cackled out of rage when he heard those words. “Y–You‘re really... Okay. Very well. Go ahead and get busy then. You‘re not allowed to leave the company before you finish your work!”

After the working hours, the employees left one after another.

It was as though the entire world was against Margaret during that time as she was the only person that had to work overtime. Except for the dim light in her working spot, the surroundings were pitch–black. As a result, the enormous office area looked a little ghastly. Someone had already turned off the heater earlier as well.

At midnight, Margaret finally could catch a breath and leave. The second she arrived at the exit, she saw Hannah standing upright in the snow. The latter‘s proud aura during the day had vanished at that time.

Margaret‘s heart was devoid of any emoțions at that moment. As she was about to turn around and leave, Hannah dashed toward her and grabbed her wrist. “Meg...” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“If you want me to leave Christopher, go and tell him yourself. It‘s not that I won‘t leave. It‘s that he won‘t let me go! I only have one question for you. Is Megan your biological daughter?” Margaret felt disgusted while speaking.

When Hannah heard that question, she was seemingly hesitant to reply. Seconds later, she answered while brimming with tears, “Yes...”

That answer caused Margaret‘s heart to skip a beat. She then shook Hannah‘s hand off instantly and uttered in a heightened voice, “You had already given birth to

Megan when you were still with Dad? How absurd! You disgust me!”

From what Margaret remembered, Hannah and her father had separated early on. She never thought Hannah would do such a disgraceful thing in secret during that period.

“I–I‘m sorry, Meg. It‘s all my fault. Put all the blame on me. Thankfully, you‘re doing well during all these years. As your mother, I‘m happy for you. Christopher is a good person. You must‘ve had a great life being with him. I‘m relieved..” Hannah tearfully choked out.

Comical was the word Margaret felt about those words. She responded, “Mother? You don‘t deserve to call yourself that! By the way, didn‘t you urge me to leave Christopher and hand him to Megan earlier? What‘s wrong? Have you changed your mind?”

Hearing that utterance, Hannah averted her gaze slightly. “Christopher has indeed taken you in for many years, but I don‘t think you‘re compatible with him. I‘ll be honest with you. The Jenkins family is in a bad

situation. They have to depend on Christopher to get back on their feet again. It took a lot of effort for your sister to have a relationship with Christopher. It‘s tough for me, and I have my reasons as well. Please, I’m begging you, Meg. Leave Christopher!”

Margaret bit her lip and remained silent for a while upon listening to those words. She even had a nauseating feeling when Hannah addressed her as “Meg” since it sounded similar to “Megan.”

“I‘ve told you. Go to Christopher directly if you want me to leave. Stop wasting your time pleading with me. Also, let me make myself clear. I will not leave! Christopher is my husband! We‘re already married!” With that, Margaret turned around and departed with tears trickling down her face. Now that things had come down to this, she would rather not meet Hannah again.


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