An Impossible Marriage

An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 190

Indeed, Christopher genuinely wanted Margaret to give him a baby that belonged to the two of them. He had felt guilty when she cried and told him that Megan bad caused the death of their baby. That was their baby, yet he still suspected it.

At the mention of a baby, Margaret's face darkened. She went under the blanket and turned her back against Christopher in silence

However, Christopher assumed that she was expressing her dissatisfaction through her actions. Hence, he smiled. “I'll let you go back to work after a week, okay? Don't sleep right after you finish your meal. Have some walk. You're getting chubby.”

Upon hearing the sound of the door being closed, Margaret got out of the bed and weighed herself. Did I get chubbier? That's not true! In fact, she had become skinnier than before she got pregnant. After going through all the physical and mental trauma, there was no way she could gain any weight.

Margaret had kept herself disciplined in her daily routine for the next week so that she could return to her work. Even her mental state had improved. Regardless of what she did, she had gotten rid of Megan, that troublemaker. Margaret was the winner ultimately. Unbothered by others’ opinions, she was determined to live her life fully when people wanted to see her in misery.

At last, a week had passed. Margaret was so excited that she could not get herself to sleep the night before. Hence, she texted Jodie and chatted with her until late at night. In the end, they both agreed to hire someone to investigate Xenos. Of course Margaret paid for it with Christopher's card. After all, she did not have so much money.

Despite agreeing to stay in the Lewis family forever, she still had to investigate what had happened in the past. Clearing her father's name was the thing she ought to do. Most importantly, she would not want to treat someone who had cared for her for over ten years as her enemy. She wanted to live with Christopher like a real family one day.

"Are you still awake? Don't you want to go back to work tomorrow?” Christopher put up a stern look when he came to her room and saw her playing with her phone.

Margaret was chitchatting excitedly with Jodie, so she replied casually, “Change your tone. You're not my dad.”

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When Christopher did not respond, Margaret felt a chill running up her spine. It was

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at that moment she realized she was talking to Christopher and not someone ciec. Why would I say thai? / must've lost my mind!

While she was thinking about how to smooth things over, the man had already laid beside her. He snatched her phone and asked, “How do you want me to talk to you, then?”

Taking in his masculine scent, Margaret felt her cheeks burn as she said, “Give me back my phone. I'll sleep after talking to Jo for a while more.”

Christopher raised his hand high while holding the phone so that she could not reach it. “Answer my question first.”

She had no choice but to reply, “I'm not your daughter anyway. What kind of tone do you think you should use when talking to me?’

Christopher looked at her with a tinge of amusement in his eyes. “Why don“t you teach me?”

She punched him lightly on his chest, feeling even more embarrassed. “I'm going to sleep now.”

To her surprise, he lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead. “Are you a woman? How could you not know how to act coquettishly?”

With that said, he returned the phone to her. Then, he stopped moving after getting himself into a comfortable position.

Margaret felt her heart thumping rapidly against her chest. Unable to focus anymore, she replied to Jodie’s message hastily and switched her phone off, getting ready to steep.

Christopher's unpredictable attitude toward Margaret terrified the latter. She could never act natural when dealing with him. Instead, the more she spent time with Christopher, the more nervous she felt being around him. It was the same as how she had felt when she was young. Back then, she had to observe his mood all the time.

The next morning, Margaret went downstairs excitedly after getting changed and putting on light makeup.

Elizabeth felt relieved upon seeing her good mood. “Mrs. Lewis, are you ready to go back to work? A young woman should look like this. You look even more beautiful with some makeup on.”