An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 132

Listening to the sound of water flowing from the bathroom, Margaret lay on the bed motionlessly as though she were a puppet whose strings had snapped. It felt like something had exploded within her heart, causing her to feel pain and sorrow.

Shortly, Christopher left the Lewis residence. The sound of his car engine faded away into the distance.

The same scenario had repeated itself countless times, and she ended up being broken into pieces once more. However, that time around, those feelings came more fiercely than before.

The next day, Margaret went to the office on time as usual. What happened the night before caused her to have nightmares, so she did not look well.

Casper was taken aback when he saw her. “What did you and Christopher do yesterday night? Your dark circles can almost occupy your entire face…

She shook her head in silence. With an odd expression, he inquired, “Is it… because of Jenson?”

Confused, she answered with a question, “What’s the matter with Jenson?”

Casper faked a laugh and brushed it off. “Oh, it’s nothing. I was merely asking a random question. You should go and do your work.”

Although Margaret was puzzled about why he would suddenly mention Jenson, she did not dwell on the matter. She was still shaken from what had happened the night before and had not recovered from the shock yet. Thankfully, nothing happened to the baby in her womb.

Her phone suddenly rang sometime past ten in the morning. Upon seeing the incoming caller’s number, she hesitated for a moment before answering the phone. “Hello?”

Jenson’s desolate voice rang out from the other end of the line. “I want to see you now. Can I?”

As she was familiar with his temperament, she knew he was not someone who was so emotional to the extent that he would casually ask to see her during working hours. Out of concern, she asked, “What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

Instead of answering her question, Jenson said, “Let’s talk face-to-face. I just… I really want to see you now… I’m near your oflice. Just turn left when you come down, and you’ll see my car.”

After Margaret hung up the phone, she headed to Casper’s office and knocked on his door. His voice could be heard from within as he uttered, “Come in.”

She pushed open the door and strode forward. “Uh… I need to go out for a bit. Can I take leave? But I don’t know if I can come back to work later today.”

Casper was busy looking through some documents, so he responded without even glancing at her, “Go, go. It doesn’t matter what time you come back to work, as long as you go home on time. I don’t want Christopher coming after me to look for you.”

She nodded in response, spun on her heels, and exited his office. Upon leaving the building, she turned left as Jenson had instructed. It did not take long for her to spot a black sports car parked at the side of the road. Her instinct told her that it was Jenson’s car.

The young lady walked forward without the intention of getting into the vehicle. Jenson rolled down his car window, saying, “Hop in first.”

Margaret was rather hesitant to do so. After all, she was a married woman. Moreover, a scandal involving the two of them had happened previously, so it was best to keep a distance. “Uh… Is thereRêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

anything important? I’m supposed to be working now… You can just tell me here.”

Jenson drooped his head slightly, the disappointment in his eyes evident. Under the refraction of light, his side profile revealed a sorrowful emotion lurking within him. “I never expected this day to come—that we would have to be worried about just sitting down and having a chat.”

Biting her lip, she opened the car door and sat in the front passenger seat. “It’s not that. I… I just don’t want to skip work.”

The man did not expose her lie. As he drove the car forward, he suddenly changed the topic, “Meg, do you love Christopher?”

Margaret was surprised. She did not understand why he would suddenly ask her such a question.

After all, he was engaged, and she was married and was carrying a child. Regardless of the situation, it would be inappropriate for both of them to discuss their relationship issues. “Jenson… We—”

As though he could guess what she was going to say, he interjected, “You only need to answer me. Don’t think about anything else. Whatever I ask, you answer.”