An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 138

“But still, I'm instinctively afraid of him. Yet, when he smiles, it's as if nothing else matters in the world anymore. Maybe I'm subconsciously thinking of our interaction as a way for me to atone for my sins. I keep thinking of how I can make him happy and how I can not make him mad... I don't want to keep living like this for the rest of my life. Eventually, I'll find out the truth about my father's incident. I don’t want to stay as a sinner by his side for the rest of my life.”

Jodie sighed. “I understand now. The two of you won't be able to have a harmonious life. I'm sure you're even fearful of him when you're in bed with him. Spending time together is something required to adjust your lifestyle. You can grow feelings for one another through sleeping with each other. As long as a man loves you enough, you'll be able to make him do anything. If he doesn't, you'll have to stay lowly in the family forever. Forget it. It's pointless to say anything now. Let's take one step at a time. I'll be waiting for Megan to go straight to jail. Rest well. You still have a long way to go, got it?”

Margaret nodded quietly. Indeed, she could only take a step at a time for now.

Soon, Elizabeth returned with a nutritious meal. After opening the thermal food jar, Jodie scooped out the oatmeal porridge. “I'll feed her.”

Elizabeth, who wanted someone to accompany Margaret anyway, smiled and said, “Okay. By the way, Meg, I heard from Fredrick that Mr. Lewis has gone to the police station. He's still worried about you. You shouldn't give him the cold shoulder after being discharged from the hospital, okay? What disagreement can a married couple not solve, right?”

Margaret did not answer her, but Jodie chimed in, “I didn't think he'd actually be concerned about the matter.”

Elizabeth rubbed her hands and paused for a second before stating, “There's something else. I heard that the one who crashed into you was the Jenkins family’s driver. He was driving a sports car at that time, and he accidentally crashed into Mr. Swanson’s car. Mey, did you see what happened? Do you have any other clues you can provide to the police? With the kind of relationship that the Jenkins family and the Lewis family now have, this is probably going to be resolved in private. It'll be settled with financial compensation. Even if he does get locked up, it won't be for long.”

Margaret suiffened, “What did you say!”

Elizabeth was shocked by her sudden reaction, and she said after a moment, “I said... the police found out that the one who crashed into you was the Jenkins family’s driver. He was driving one of the Jenkins family’s sports cars, and he accidentally—".

Before she could finish speaking, Margaret interrupted, “That's impossible! The one., who crashed into me was Megan. I saw it with my own two eyes! Although I didn't catch a clear glimpse of the car model and plate number, I saw who the driver was. There's no way that's the driver. Jenson stopped his car by my office building, and there's no way it was an accident with how quick Megan was driving.”

Elizabeth gasped. “Really? I'll have to tell Mr. Lewis right away!”

Margaret shook her head. “No. He'll be able to figure it out himself. Yes, he will. The only thing I'm not sure of is whether or not he'll cover up for Megan.”

Meanwhile, outside the interrogation room in the police station, Christopher was sitting on the bench. His long legs were folded, and his head was slightly drooped. It looked like he was relaxed, but he had a solemn expression on his face.

Hannah arrived late. When she came to a stop by Christopher's side, she was still panting. Nevertheless, she remained as composed as she always was. “Sorry, the traffic was bad, so I was late. Is Margaret all right?”

Christopher did not lift his head to look at her. “She's fine. It's just a miscarriage.”

Just... a miscarriage?

For a moment, Hannah did not know whether or not he was being sarcastic. Still, she was stunned. "A miscarriage? She was pregnant? I'm sorry... This is my driver's fault. Do you want to settle this privately or something? Do speak your mind.”

It was then Christopher finally raised his head to look at her. “Are you sure that the one driving back then was the driver?”