An Impossible Marriage Novel

Chapter 19 

The sky was dark when Margaret regained her consciousness. She could see the neon lights and snow outside her window from her VIP ward. The massive contrast between the warmth in her room and the coldness from the outdoors gave her the illusion that there were two different isolated worlds. 

She suddenly heard some noise in the room and slowly turned to the source. A man was working on his laptop as he sat on the couch. He was typing on the laptop lightly, and his focused face made him look more amicable than usual. However, there was still a hint of coldness coming from him due to his tightly pursed lips. 

“You‘re awake?” The man shut his laptop as he looked at her. 

“Yes...” She tried to get up but felt pain in her left shoulder. Instantly, she remembered what had happened. 

Christopher walked over to her and inspected her wound. “Don‘t move.” 

Margaret immediately stopped moving upon hearing his words, but she felt embarrassed as she had the urge to urinate. She wanted to go to the bathroom, but she was not able to move. There was only Christopher in the room. Plus, whenever she moved a little, she felt a painful sensation on her wound. 

Christopher sensed her discomfort and asked, “Do you want to go to the bathroom?” 

cheeks flushed. “Yes...

gentle, and he was being tender, unlike his usual self. However, Margaret was still in

as they made their way to the bathroom. When Christopher‘s hands moved toward her pants, she quickly said, “Let me do it

was

turning around so that his back

her. 

that he was not going to leave the bathroom,

to unzip her pants. However, every single movement caused her wound to open up. It was almost impossible to complete a simple movement such as bending her back. The blood from her wound had stained

time, Christopher turned around to see Margaret‘s blood–stained hospital clothes. Furrowing his brows, he pulled her pants down without allowing her to say anything. Then, he turned around so that his back was facing

toilet seat in embarrassment. Although she was very urgent, she was not able to relieve herself. At this

minutes, she no longer cared

bed, she buried her face in the blankets. As if nothing had happened, Christopher went to call the doctor to treat her wound that split opened again.