An Impossible Marriage Novel

Chapter 119
Christopher arrived home just as she finished bathing. She paused in her tracks for a moment before subconsciously walking
over to help him retrieve his slippers from the cabinet.
“Spit it out if you have something to say,” Christopher ordered impassively as he stared down at her.
Straightening, Margaret stared into his cold eyes. This handsome man in a suit was her husband, but she had never dared to
look him in the eyes before due to her guilt. However, she suddenly had the guts to do so today. “There’s nothing. Put down your
things, and let’s eat dinner. Oh, and I am going out this weekend.”
She did not sound as if she was asking him for permission. Rather, it was as if she was making an offhand comment.
Noticing the difference in her tone of voice, Christopher furrowed his eyebrows. “Whatever,” he declared shortly before sitting
down on the couch.
Elizabeth chimed in to diffuse the tension, “Dinner will be ready soon. You both must have had a tiring day. Why don’t you rest for
a while?”
Margaret nodded and followed Elizabeth into the kitchen to make herself a cup of
lemon juice. Since she was already there, she decided to make Christopher a cup of black tea as well.
Smiling, Elizabeth remarked, “Meg, Mr. Lewis probably thinks you like to eat seafood, as he had someone buy a sea crab. The
crab looks strange, but it’s huge, so it must have lots of meat. It also looks expensive. He was probably afraid that you would
grow tired of eating prawns, so he bought a crab to let you have a change in taste. You both should not always have such dark
expressions on your faces. Let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, it will be you two who suffer in the end.”
“I understand, Elizabeth. I won’t disturb you any longer,” replied Margaret, smiling back.
Then, she brought the drinks out and placed the tea on the table before Christopher. She opened her mouth to say something,
but she realized there was nothing she wanted to say to him. After all, they had a ten-year gap in their ages.
After sitting down on a couch opposite him, Margaret searched whether she could eat crabs during pregnancy on her phone.
According to rumors, one would suffer a

miscarriage after eating crabs. However, she never believed in rumors, only science.
After confirming that she could still eat crabs, only in smaller amounts, she breathed a sigh of relief, as she was indeed craving
seafood recently.
During dinner, Margaret only ate two crab legs before she stopped and ate other dishes.
Upon noticing that, Elizabeth asked, “Mrs. Lewis, is the crab not to your taste?”
Margaret shook her head. “No, it’s delicious.”
Frowning, Elizabeth commented, “Based on the number of prawns you ate last time, this one crab should not have been enough
for you. Why don’t you eat more?” As Christopher did not eat seafood, Elizabeth would have to throw the crab away if Margaret
did not eat more. Being frugal, Elizabeth could not bear to waste food.
Glancing at Christopher, Margaret explained uncomfortably, “I’m not very hungry today.”
As this was the only excuse she could think of on the spot, she could not help herself to a second serving. Thus, she was only
half full by the end of the meal.
After dinner, Christopher sat on the couch and played with his phone. It seemed like he was waiting for someone’s call. Margaret
knew that he was going out tonight, but she did not care who he was meeting or what he was going to do.
Half an hour later, she poured a cup of water and went back to her room to retrieve the folic acid tablets she had kept hidden.
Recalling how she had almost revealed that she was pregnant, Margaret shuddered in fear. Before discovering the truth behind
the case, she did not want Christopher to know about her pregnancy.
Just when she was unscrewing the cap, the door suddenly opened, and in her shock, she dropped the bottle of folic acid. The
loose cap rolled toward the bed, and the tablets scattered all over the floor.
She stared at Christopher nervously. He was standing at the entrance with a suspicious glint in his eyes. Feeling guilty, she
dared not pick up the tablets. After a moment of silence, Christopher asked, “What’s that?”