An Impossible Marriage 

Chapter 184 

Nina‘s face paled to a ghastly white as she grumbled, “I‘m staying in Christopher‘s house, yet I have to give in to your cat? Hey, I‘m the human here. So, why do I have to tolerate a cat? Why can‘t you just put it in the yard? Letting it inside will only bring germs, and fur, along with its potential wild nature. All these are detrimental to us.” She paused for a bit before adding, “Not to mention that your body is also weak now. If you were to get pregnant again, you would have to screen for parasite infection, for the baby might end up having birth defects or even becoming a stillborn baby!” 

Straightening up her back, Margaret yelled through gritted teeth, “Why don‘t you just stop staying here, then? I‘m the lady of this house, so I don‘t think I need approval from anyone before I rear my own pet, let alone from a guest like you!” She then went on, “Look. I know it‘s Tabby‘s fault to hurt you. But it would not scratch you for no reason, okay? I am so sorry. Why don‘t I pay for your vaccination? Will that be okay?” 

Wearing a darkened countenance, Nina covered the wound on her arm and ran to the room upstairs. The sound of her slamming the door came clear as a bell downstairs. 

Perhaps Christopher had overheard the women‘s conversation. He went into Nina‘s room, seemingly to be discussing something. Soon enough, Nina dragged her luggage out of the room and stormed downstairs while talking on the phone. 

most likely on the

in a bad mood because of the miscarriage, and Nina merely got scratched by my cat. I‘ll bring Nina to the clinic later. Everything‘s fine, so

They can do whatever they want to. If worse comes to worst, let

 

heard that, too, right? She said she‘s the lady of this house, and she said that right to my face as if

starting to lose his patience, but he

end, Nina sull followed him downstairs and sat by the dining table, getting ready for dinner,

to come out, Margaret merely sat beside Tabby. She had to choke back her anger and live

the same

time for dinner, Margaret,” Christopher called out to her.

mumbled, “I‘m

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