An Impossible Marriage Novel

Chapter 27 

Early the next morning, as soon as she sat down in the dining room, she noticed Elizabeth hastily putting away the sheets and blankets in the room that she used to sleep in. Even the mattress was moved away. 

After a brief moment of disbelief, Margaret understood what was going on. 

It was Christopher‘s orders. 

Her ears began to flush involuntarily as she recalled the events of the previous night. Right then, Christopher came downstairs and drove away without even looking at her. 

After he had left, Margaret‘s anxious and conflicted emotions began to slowly subside. She ate her breakfast, then took her bag and left. The only time that her mind was free from having to dwell on their relationship was when she was at work. 

Gavin Carter, her supervisor, placed a document on her desk as soon as she sat down in her chair in the office. “Pass this to Mr. Lewis‘ secretary at Keyman Corporation. You can also give it to Mr. Lewis in person if you‘re able to. Remember, don‘t give it to anyone else.” 

as the parent company for Lewis Corporation, and Christopher was the CEO of

someone else for the job?” She didn‘t want to go because she didn‘t know how to deal with Christopher. While it was possible that she might not bump into him, she didn‘t want

suit pocket. “Did I hear that right? This is a lucrative job. I‘m giving you a chance to mingle with the elites in Keyman Corporation. You might even bump into Mr. Lewis. Why do you not want to go? I‘ve been giving you so many opportunities and yet you show no appreciation. Hurry and get the job done. Are you trying to

who frequently bossed her around, Gavin was the one who was most concerned about her welfare. She wished things hadn‘t gone this way too. After a long struggle, she finally got up and picked up the document.

“That‘s more like it.

By the way, would you like to have dinner

“No, thanks. I need to head

her internship months

slow. She‘ll be mine in no time. I’m going to get her to go out with me tonight.

Corporation, Margaret felt as though she was looking at

visit at the front desk, she took the elevator to the forty–sixth floor, which was also the highest floor. It was silent on that floor. Even the janitor cleaned gently, as if she was afraid of disturbing

made an abrupt noise. “Miss, you can‘t wear shoes that make such a loud noise on this floor,” the janitor advised with