An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 35

During that time, Margaret had no thoughts about escaping. She shifted her hands onto Christopher‘s chest and could feel a warm temperature on her palms. It was like the temperature she felt when she was young–familiar and comfortable yet at the same time unfamiliar and distant.

For some inexplicable reason, she was also afraid that Christopher would suddenly remember that she had already lost her virginity three years ago. She conceived that he would disdain her and regret giving her a chance if that happened.

To prevent that from happening, Margaret wrapped her legs around his waist in desperation. Simultaneously, she furrowed her brows when she felt a sudden pain in her stomach and remembered that she had not eaten anything the entire day.

Since she did not want to squander such a golden opportunity, Margaret continued to endure the pain. Unfortunately, the pain was too intense and caused her to sweat profusely.

Noticing that something was wrong with the woman underneath him, Christopher stopped what he was doing and asked, “What‘s wrong with you?” The impatience concealed in his hoarse voice was seemingly about to blow up.

“N–Nothing...” Margaret took a sharp breath when she replied, and Christopher noticed that.

Other than that, he could also see her pale face. Consequently, that layer of affection faded from his eyes, and his gaze turned indifferent. “Is it gastric pain? Did you not eat anything?”

As she could not hold the pain any longer, Margaret nodded.

Without hesitation, Christopher got up, changed his clothes, and left. Anyone could tell that he was furious when he went out.

Shortly after Christopher‘s departure, Elizabeth went into the room hurriedly with the medicine in her hand. “Hurry up and eat this, Meg. Gastric pain is torturous. Your body is too weak, though...”

Margaret adjusted her unkempt pajamas and chuckled mockingly at herself before taking medicine. Christopher has zero patience with me, but he‘s like a completely different person in front of Megan. Haha.

At around three in the morning, Christopher was in Nocturne Bar.

He drank so much alcohol that his eyes were getting blurrier. The people beside him, Steven and Casper, looked at each other in bewilderment.

Eventually, Casper could not take it anymore. “Hey, Christopher. That‘s enough. You‘ve been drinking like today‘s the last day of your life. What in the world is wrong with you again this time? I still have to head over to the recently–acquired company to appoint positions tomorrow. You‘re causing me to stand my father up! Am I not courting death by doing that?“|

Staring at the liquor in the glass, Christopher recalled Margaret‘s look when he was on top of her earlier. She‘s willing to suffer through all that pain to get pregnant and flee from me. How desperate does she want to leave?

At that thought, he downed the liquor in one go and threw the glass to the floor. “Sh*t!” Immediately after that, he leaned against the couch and fell into a stationary state.

Upon hearing Christopher‘s swear word, Steven had a frightened expression. “Did you hear what he said just now, Casper? After all these years, this is the first time I heard profanity coming out of his mouth...

Casper let out a sigh and replied, “He must be venting his anger. Anyway, what are you waiting for, Steven? Call his wife.”

Margaret was in deep slumber when she received the call. As she had just relieved her gastric pain, she was reluctant to move a muscle out of exhaustion. “H–Hello?”

Steven explained resignedly, “Um, Christopher is drunk, Margaret. Is it convenient for you to come over? It‘s the same location from last time...”.

At that instant, Margaret was wide awake. Christopher has only been gone for less than two hours. And he‘s already drunk?

“A–All right. Hang on a moment. I‘m coming over now.” While she was speaking, she had already jumped out of bed and began changing her clothes.

By the time Margaret arrived at the bar with Fredrick, Casper and Steven had already helped Christopher out to the door. Margaret adjusted her coat and walked over to them, “Thank you.” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Casper smiled faintly in response. “Don‘t mention it. We‘ve been buddies for more than ten years. By the way, are you working at Soaring Design?”

Margaret did not understand why Casper would ask about her job. Nevertheless, she nodded and answered, “Yes.”

Hearing her reply, Casper made no further comments and assisted her in getting Christopher into the car together.

On the way back, Fredrick reminded, “Mrs. Lewis, keep an eye on Mr. Lewis vomiting since he has drunk a lot. If he vomits here, he might get rid of this car.”