An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 141

Christopher's hand that was flipping through the pages of the document paused. However, he was quick to recover his repose and said, “This matter has ended, so there's no point bringing it up again. Besides, the perpetrator was caught. Do you understand me?”

Margaret froze and even stopped breathing for a moment. She could feel a deep gash forming in her heart.

It's not that he doesn’t know the perpetrator is Megan. He doesn’t want it to be her... In the end, he covered up the truth even when Megan had almost killed me and caused me to miscarry...

After a short period of silence, she stubbornly said, “What if I want to overturn the case? What if I still want to pursue the truth? I don't care if Megan is your lover or not. If you want to protect her, that's your problem. I'm the victim here, so I have the right to decide whether or not I want to keep pursuing the case!”

Only then did Christopher close the document and look up at her. He was expressionless as he said, "You said it's my problem if I want to protect her. So do you think there's any meaning to it if you pursue the case?”

She was speechless because he was right. He was Christopher, a prominent figure in the whole of Dellmoor. On the other hand, she was known as Mrs. Lewis, whom many women envied, but in reality, she was a worthless accessory to him. He could abandon her at any time. How can I win against the person that he wants to protect?

At the end of the day, the ten years’ worth of feelings he had for her were nothing but piled up hatred. That was why their relationship was so fragile and why he could be so cruel.

A doleful smile tugged on her lips. “If that's the case... I don't owe you anything else. I got pregnant because you wanted a child, but the person you're protecting killed it. You two are the reason that the child couldn't be born. Let's end things here. Tell me, when are we going to sign the divorce papers?”

Fredrick, who was standing at the side, could not watch them any longer, so he interrupted the heated conversation. “Mr, Lewis, this matter is not Mrs. Lewis’ fault. Please reconsider.”

Christopher did not expect her to bring up the topic of divorce. Narrowing his eyes as he stared at her, he exuded a dangerous aura. Then, he ignored Fredrick and said to her, “I told you before. You can only leave after you give birth to a child. What

rights do you have to request a divorce when you didn't even fulfill our agreement? Besides, is that child even mine?"

Tears formed in Margaret's reddened eyes, yet she continued smiling: “For the past thirteen years, I've lived my life in fear. You've underestimated my courage. In my eyes, there is nothing in this world that is scarier than you. With your intelligence, you should've done a paternity test the day I miscarried. You have two choices now. You either divorce me and let me leave, or I will make you regret it one day!”

It was the first time he had seen her like that. At the same time, it was also the first time he had heard her speak her mind. For some reason, he began to panic and had to play with the pen in his hand to stay calm. “I'll look forward to it then.”

After getting his answer, Margaret did not stay for a second longer. When she left, she purposely took heavy steps to make a lot of noise. It was the first time in thirteen years that she could live with such carefree and do whatever she wanted.

Upon returning to the car, Fredrick asked, “Are we going back to the Lewis residence, Mrs. Lewis?" Margaret's emotions were unstable from the earlier situation. Drained by all that had happened, she leaned against the seat and replied, “Yes, let's go back.”

All of a sudden, Hannah's call that she had hung up earlier popped up in her mind, so she took out her phone and called her back. The call soon connected, and before Hannah could say anything, she asked directly, “You know that the person who crashed into me is Megan, don't you?"

On the other end of the line, Hannah sounded like she was sobbing. “Meg... I'm so sorry. I have no choice. She's also family. I also have my hardships... I'm sorry.”

Margaret sneered. “Yes, you have your hardships, and I deserve to have a miscarriage and be almost killed. Didn't you say I should do you a favor because you gave birth to me? I owe you one life. Now... with my child's life, I no longer owe you anything.”