An Impossible Marriage Novel

Chapter 115

Chapter 115 

Jack was slightly perplexed. “Can‘t you just tell him directly? What are you afraid of? Don‘t tell me the child isn‘t his?” 

Margaret found herself at a loss for words. “You‘re the same as Jo, suspecting this and that. We‘re here. It‘s fine to stop at the side.” 

When the car came to a stop, she thanked him and went off hurriedly. 

Jack looked at her retreating figure with darkened eyes. So Jodie has not told her of our breakup yet... 

As the workday drew to a close, Jodie found herself complaining to Margaret through text: It‘s so hard finding a job! It was even raining so heavily today. How annoying! 

By this time, Margaret was also nearly done with work, so she replied: Don‘t worry. You still have Jack. In the past, you supported him. Now, it‘s his turn to help you in return. He has a good job and also drives an expensive car. It should be enough to give both of you a good life. You can take your time to find a job.” 

After she sent the message, Jodie did not reply for some time, and Margaret found it odd. It took a long time before Jodie‘s message finally came: I‘ve broken up with Jack. Now that I think about it, that car was my birthday gift to him. When my family was in trouble, he didn‘t even think about selling it to help me. I should have realized his true colors then and lost all feelings for him. 

the message. Jodie had been through so much recently. Someone with less resilience would

had already broken up with Jodie. He acted as per normal when he was dropping her off at work earlier, and she was completely

to comfort Jodie, and in the interval that passed, it was Jodie who reassured her instead: I’m okay, Meg. I still have you and Jenson. Men are jerks and worth nothing. Friends are the real deal. I‘ll treat you

the end, Margaret could only type “Okay“in reply. There were many things that were hard

 

had not stopped even when it was time to

the haze from the sky

saying that fortunate people had an umbrella

of the staff had left

there and asked, “Why are you still here? There‘s no need to work

papers in her hand and casually replied, “I want to do overtime. You don‘t have to pay me for it. Don‘t all bosses like this type of

went downstairs and immediately called Christopher. “Send an umbrella over for your wife. She can‘t go home.”

half an hour, Margaret‘s phone rang. It was Fredrick calling from his

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255