An Impossible Marriage Novel

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. 

ping. After 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 by a

a lot of contacts on the list, and she found her number almost immediately. The name on it

he would call her Meg, albeit only in

some of his usual aloofness, no longer appearing as domineering as before in her eyes, Feeling her fear of him somewhat diminished, she put the phone away and tucked

embrace, too nervous to move even a muscle. Her heart fluttered wildly in her chest.

did not move for several 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

the edge of sleep when something warm brushed against her earlobe. At first, she did not think too much of it, deeming it as an accidental touch. She was quickly proven wrong, however, when she

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

Apprehensive, she pushed against his chest. “You‘re drunk...”

breath falling heavily on the nape of

that, he laid his claim on her lips, and she could taste the alcohol on the tip of

airport, Margaret snapped out of her