An Impossible Marriage Novel

Chapter 26

Chapter 26 

Margaret‘s eyes dimmed slightly. Instead of replying, she went over and put an arm around Christopher to keep him standing. “Thanks for letting me know he‘s here. Sorry for the trouble,” she said simply. 

Steven wanted to say something else, but Casper Flemmington stopped him with a light shove. “All right, cut the small talk. Let‘s just help her carry Christopher to the car.” 

When that was done and the car drove off into the distance, Steven‘s expression sobered. “Do you think that girl is the one Christopher adopted all those years ago? What is he thinking? I sure as h*ll didn‘t expect him to marry her,” he said. 

Casper shrugged calmly. “Knowing Christopher, do you really reckon he‘d adopt the daughter of the man who killed his family out of the goodness of his heart? He might appear kind to others, but the truth is, he has never been an angel? 

Steven fell silent. 

Once they were back in the Lewis residence, Margaret strained to drag her husband into the bedroom, finally relaxing when she laid him down on the bed. Exhausted by the activity, she had to rest for a while before getting a hot towel to wash his face for him. 

a brief moment of hesitation, she retrieved the phone from his pocket. She did this not because she wanted to know who sent the text, but because she was overwhelmed

she clicked on his contact app. There were not a lot of contacts on the list, and she found her number almost immediately. The name on it was

thought that he would call her Meg, albeit only in his

diminished, she put the

in his embrace, too nervous to move even a muscle.

 

long moments, Margaret mustered her courage to attempt to break free. As soon as she stirred, however, his arms tightened around her. – The more she tried to get away, the more unyielding his embrace became. Blushing furiously, she had no choice

she did not think too much of it, deeming it as an accidental touch. She was quickly proven wrong, however,

instinct. It bothered her that he smelled so strongly of alcohol. Without preamble, Christopher rolled on top of her, pinning her to the mattress. He looked at her with hooded eyes, his voice rough and deep. “Mm? Do you have a problem carrying out your duty as my wife? Don‘t tell me you‘re

it...” Apprehensive, she pushed against

shoulder, warm breath falling heavily on the nape of her

taste the alcohol on the tip of his tongue. The atmosphere was growing more heated

airport, Margaret snapped out of her

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