An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 128

When Christopher did not offer a reply, Megan turned and left with her heart full of resentment. Upon reaching the lobby, she took out her phone and called Hannah. “It's not that I didn't put my heart into it. The partnership isnt going to happen. You can only blame Margaret, that great daughter of yours!"

On the other end of the line, Hannah rubbed her temples. “Megan, don't drag Margaret into everything. I've long anticipated this outcome. The Jenkins family is facing a capital chain rupture. In such a circumstance, Christopher will refuse to cooperate once he looks into it. That's why I sent you to ask him for a favor. You've known him for such a long time, but your words hold no weight at all. You should do some self-reflection!”

Megan's chest heaved from an overwhelming feeling of rage. “Hah! In the end,

everything is my fault, isn't it? If Margaret didn't exist, Christopher would only have eyes for me! Why did you give birth to her? Christopher doesn't even want to see me now! I can't help the Jenkins family. Since you are so protective of Margaret, go and beg her to get Christopher to cooperate. Don't count on me anymore!”

Hannah hung up. At that moment, all she felt toward her stepdaughter was sheer disappointment. However, she could not watch the Jenkins family fall apart. Margaret was her last hope.

In the afternoon, Margaret left the mall with an armful of bags and waited for the car to arrive. Recently, the temperature had dropped, the frequent gusts of cold wind making everyone shiver involuntarily.

Most of what she bought was underwear. It was because she suddenly felt that her previous underwear was a little tight, which made it difficult for her to breathe. Anyway, she would not be able to wear her old clothes soon, so she made use of her free time that day to buy more. Suddenly, a red sports car stopped in front of her. The window rolled down to reveal Hannah's smiling face. In an instant, Margaret's mood soured, and she turned away without hesitation, Hannah caught up to her and asked pleadingly, “Meg, I need to talk to you. Can you give me a few minutes?”

“Mrs. Jenkins, you can just talk to your husband and daughter. I have no reason to let

you take up my time,” Margaret replied in a low voice.

“Meg, don't be like that. I really need to talk to you. Just give me a few minutes, okay?” Hannah pleaded as tears welled up in her eyes.

Margaret pretended not to see it. Every time she thought about how the woman before her abandoned her and her father, she wanted to curse. She felt sick, especially when she saw Hannah driving an expensive sports car and wearing branded attire. Are material goods that important? Wanting to leave as soon as possible, she quickened her pace.

However, Hannah slowed down all of a sudden. “Meg, I have cancer.”

Margaret came to an abrupt halt. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the shopping bags tightly. “What does that have to do with me? Are you thinking of making amends in your final moments? That's your problem. It has nothing to do with me. I don't need that meager maternal love of yours!”

Hannah took a deep breath. “Meg, please. Just give me a few minutes. I can't park my car here. Can we talk in the car? Just take it as doing me a favor for giving birth to you.”

Margaret gritted her teeth. After a moment of hesitation, she turned around and headed to the car. At that sight, Hannah hurriedly opened the door for her and said, “Thank you.”

In the car, Hannah spoke as she drove slowly. “I won't say much about the past since you don’t want to hear it. Now that things have come to this point, I won't give any more excuses. I still remember the way you fell asleep in my arms when you were a child. Your skin is fair like mine, and your cheeks were always rosy when you slept. It was such an endearing sight.”

Margaret frowned. “Get to the point. I don't have time to listen to you being sentimental. You sought me out because of the Jenkins family. Say it. What do you want me to do?”