An Impossible Marriage Novel

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Chapter 110

Margaret thought about it for a moment and agreed. She could not leave Jodie alone at a time like this.

Since she had nothing to do and her stomach was feeling a lot better after resting for the whole morning,

she agreed to Jenson‘s suggestion.

After she went out, the bodyguard at the door looked in the direction she left and dialed a number. “Mr.

Lewis, Mrs. Lewis has left.”

The call ended shortly after. Christopher opened his phone and checked the location, confirming

Margaret‘s final destination. His eyes darkened as he stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, took his

jacket, and left the company.

At the hospital, Jodie and Jenson had finished taking care of the procedures. After that, Zachary‘s body

was sent to the funeral home to prepare for cremation.

When Margaret came, Jodie glanced at Jenson with a displeased expression. “Did you ask Meg to come

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here? She‘s not feeling well, so I didn‘t plan to have her help out.”

Worried that Jodie would accidentally spill the beans, Margaret quickly said, “I‘m all right. I won‘t be at

ease if I don‘t lend you a helping hand.”

Jenson chuckled and said, “Wait for me. I need to go to the restroom.”

After Jenson left, Jodie gripped Margaret‘s hand. “Your hand feels cold. The doctor advised you to rest in

bed for a week yesterday, so you shouldn‘t be running around. Jenson‘s here to help me, so I‘ll be fine.

Why don‘t you go back?”

Since Margaret was already there, she was not going to leave just like that. “Stop. Don‘t talk nonsense in

front of Jenson. I‘m fine.”

When Jenson walked out of the restroom, he stopped in his tracks as he met a pair of cold eyes. After a

short moment of silence, he said, “Don‘t tell me that you followed Meg here.”

Christopher‘s expression grew colder. “Meg? It seems like you have a close relationship with my wife.”

When Jenson heard Christopher call Margaret his wife, he felt a pain in his chest. “Christopher, I don‘t

care what tricks you pulled to make Meg‘ marry you, but you better treat her well, Or else, someone else

will replace you.”

The corners of Christopher’s mouth twitched up into a mocking smile. “What gives

you the right to talk to me like this? Are you telling me these as her ex–boyfriend, or as the person who

will replace me? No matter how I treat her, it has nothing to do with you. All you have to do is completely

disappear from her life. I didn‘t allow you to return so that you could rekindle your old relationship with

her.”

Jenson clenched his fists. For the first time in his life, he felt the urge to lunge forward and swing his fist

at this condescending man. “Are you threatening me? Yes, it‘s easy for you to destroy the Swanson

family, but you‘re pathetic because you act like you have everything under control when deep down,

you‘re still afraid. If you don‘t love her, please let her go. I can tell that you‘ve always been torturing her!

Otherwise, you wouldn‘t have let her go to my engagement party and you wouldn‘t have let Waverly wear

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the wedding dress she designed! You even arranged for her to give a speech during the party!”

Christopher‘s eyes narrowed slightly as he emitted a dangerous aura. It was true that he had ordered

someone to recommend the wedding dress designed by Margaret to Waverly. He also made sure that

Waverly would choose that wedding dress. Furthermore, he had deliberately brought Margaret to the

engagement party and even arranged for someone to ask her to give a speech.

“I‘ve given the Swanson family a chance, but you didn‘t cherish it. Furthermore, Margaret‘s well–being is

none of your business. You‘re not worthy of her. So what if you slept with her three years ago? Doesn‘t it

feel painful to love someone that you can never have? Why don‘t you make a choice between the

Swanson family and the person whom you‘ll never own?”

When Christopher finished talking, he turned and left with a terrifying cold smile on his face. His custom–

made leather shoes clicked against the cold hard floor and made a depressing sound. The sound

hammered Jenson‘s heart.

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