An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 34

After walking for some time, Margaret heard a car honking sound coming from behind.

As she thought it was Hannah, she decided to ignore the honk. Shortly afterward, the car pulled over next to her. It was not Hannah but Noah. He peered out of the car and told Margaret, “Get in, Mrs. Lewis.”

Margaret wiped away the tears that had dried up subconsciously and looked toward the backseat. She could vaguely see Christopher‘s stagnant silhouette. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Once Margaret got into the car, her cold body heated up gradually. She hesitated for a split second before questioning, “You knew from the start that Megan and I have the same biological mother, right? Is this also your revenge?”

Christopher answered flatly, “It‘s fine if you want to think of it that way.”

The car fell into dead silence following that short conversation. A few moments later, Margaret laughed all of a sudden. “Christopher, I suddenly feel an intense hatred toward you..”

That was the first time she had the nerve to say she hated Christopher aloud.

In response, Christopher moved his long fingers slightly, his expression unclear in the dark. “Hating me is not a bad idea.”.

Margaret could not see his current expression clearly, nor did she understand the meaning of his words. However, her desire of leaving him was growing at that moment.

Soon after returning to the Lewis residence, Margaret took a shower in the bathroom downstairs. She then went back to the room and lay down on the bed.

Subsequently, Christopher walked out of his private bathroom and sat on the chair before the floor–to– ceiling window out of habit. His hair was still wet at that point. It also seemed like he had no intention to leave the room.

None of them mentioned the unpleasant conversation in the car further. Christopher would never take the initiative to explain everything about that subject, whereas Margaret did not have the mood to think about Hannah again.

Meanwhile, the thought of sleeping on the same bed with Christopher made

Margaret nervous. Coupled with the incident during the day, she felt agitated and had trouble calming herself down.

Not long after, she heard a crisp sound coming from a lighter, but no smell of cigarettes was in the room. Margaret glanced toward Christopher and saw that he was · putting down the cigarette. From the look on the man‘s face, it seemed like he was pondering something.

Suddenly, Christopher‘s phone rang. Every single note of the ringtone felt ear piercing in the quiet night.

He answered the call and placed the phone next to his ear. “Hello?”

“Are you not going to meet me tonight, Christopher? I miss you..” Megan‘s coquettish voice sounded on the other end of the line. Even though her voice was soft, Margaret could still hear it to a certain extent.

“Christopher! You should sleep now!” Margaret sat up and chimed in before Christopher could say a word.

She raised her voice and made sure that Megan could hear what she was saying.

In truth, Margaret had no idea what was in her mind when she blurted out those words. It just so happened that an impulse propelled her to do that intentionally.

Raising his eyebrows, Christopher cast a sidelong glance at Margaret and said to Megan, “I‘m busy tonight. Bye.”

Following those simple words, he hung up the phone straight away and stared at Margaret while wearing an ambiguous smile.

Although he uttered nothing, his gaze managed to instill a sense of guilt in Margaret. Thus, she lay down swiftly and covered herself with the blanket. “I–I‘m going to sleep first.”

Immediately afterward, Margaret sensed Christopher climbing into bed. She closed her eyes tightly, wondering if he would make a fuss about what happened just now.

A few seconds later, Christopher wrapped his strong arms around Margaret‘s waist and spoke in a distinct voice. “I‘ll give you a chance tonight.”

That sentence caused Margaret‘s body to freeze. Then, she turned around slowly toward Christoper and put her arms around his neck.

Looking at the man inches away from her, she told herself repeatedly that she could leave as long as she got pregnant and gave birth to a child. Yet, she still could not move on to the next step. A thought then struck her mind as she uttered blankly, “You haven‘t dried your hair yet..?”

Without responding to her words, Christopher kissed her soft lips right away. Their breaths were getting heavier as time elapsed.

At one point, Margaret‘s eyes met with Christopher‘s inadvertently. She discovered that his usual undecipherable eyes had a layer of intimacy in them at that moment and knew that he was enamored of

her.