Chapter 138


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    “But still, I’m instinctively afraid of him. Yet, when he smiles, it’s as if nothing else matters in the world


    anymore. Maybe I’m subconsciously thinking of our interaction as a way for me to atone for my sins. I


    keep thinking of how I can make him happy and how I can not make him mad… I don’t want to keep


    living like this for the rest of my life. Eventually, I’ll find out the truth about my father’s incident. I don’t


    want to stay as a sinner by his side for the rest of my life.”


    Jodie sighed. “I understand now. The two of you won’t be able to have a harmonious life. I’m sure you’re


    even fearful of him when you’re in bed with him. Spending time together is something required to adjust


    your lifestyle. You can grow feelings for one another through sleeping with each other. As long as a man


    loves you enough, you’ll be able to make him do anything. If he doesn’t, you’ll have to stay lowly in the


    family forever. Forget it. It’s pointless to say anything now. Let’s take one step at a time. I’ll be waiting for


    Megan to go straight to jail. Rest well. You still have a long way to go, got it?”


    Margaret nodded quietly. Indeed, she could only take a step at a time for now.


    Soon, Elizabeth returned with a nutritious meal. After opening the thermal food jar, Jodie scooped out the


    oatmeal porridge. “I’ll feed her.”


    Elizabeth, who wanted someone to apany Margaret anyway, smiled and said, “Okay. By the way,


    Meg, I heard from Fredrick that Mr. Lewis has gone to the police station. He’s still worried about you. You


    shouldn’t give him the cold shoulder after being discharged from the hospital, okay? What disagreement


    can a married couple not solve, right?”


    Margaret did not answer her, but Jodie chimed in, “I didn’t think he’d actually be concerned about the


    matter.”


    Elizabeth rubbed her hands and paused for a second before stating, “There’s something else. I heard


    that the one who crashed into you was the Jenkins family’s driver. He was driving a sports car at that


    time, and he identally crashed into Mr. Swanson’s car. Mey, did you see what happened? Do you


    have any other clues you can provide to the police? With the kind of rtionship that the Jenkins family


    and the Lewis family now have, this is probably going to be resolved in private. It’ll be settled with


    financialpensation. Even if he does get locked up, it won’t be for long.”


    Margaret suiffened, “What did you say!”


    Elizabeth was shocked by her sudden reaction, and she said after a moment, “I said… the police found


    out that the one who crashed into you was the Jenkins family’s driver. He was driving one of the Jenkins


    family’s sports cars, and he identally—”.


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    Before she could finish speaking, Margaret interrupted, “That’s impossible! The one., who crashed into


    me was Megan. I saw it with my own two eyes! Although I didn’t catch a clear glimpse of the car model


    and te number, I saw who the driver was. There’s no way that’s the driver. Jenson stopped his car by


    my office building, and there’s no way it was an ident with how quick Megan was driving.”


    Elizabeth gasped. “Really? I’ll have to tell Mr. Lewis right away!”


    Margaret shook her head. “No. He’ll be able to figure it out himself. Yes, he will. The only thing I’m not


    sure of is whether or not he’ll cover up for Megan.”


    Meanwhile, outside the interrogation room in the police station, Christopher was sitting on the bench. His


    long legs were folded, and his head was slightly drooped. It looked like he was rxed, but he had a


    solemn expression on his face.


    Hannah arrivedte. When she came to a stop by Christopher’s side, she was still panting. Nevertheless,


    she remained asposed as she always was. “Sorry, the traffic was bad, so I waste. Is Margaret all


    right?”


    Christopher did not lift his head to look at her. “She’s fine. It’s just a miscarriage.”


    Just… a miscarriage?


    For a moment, Hannah did not know whether or not he was being sarcastic. Still, she was stunned. “A


    miscarriage? She was pregnant? I’m sorry… This is my driver’s fault. Do you want to settle this privately


    or something? Do speak your mind.”


    It was then Christopher finally raised his head to look at her. “Are you sure that the one driving back then


    was the driver?”