An Impossible Marriage Novel

Chapter 138

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“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.”

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

Jodie chimed in, “I didn’t think he’d actually be concerned

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

“What did you

“I said… the police found out that the one who crashed into you was the Jenkins family’s driver. He

own two eyes! Although I didn’t catch a clear glimpse of the car model and

“Really? I’ll have to tell Mr. Lewis right

it out himself. Yes, he will. The only thing I’m not sure of is whether or not

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