An Impossible Marriage Novel

Chapter 25

Chapter 25 

Elizabeth nodded with understanding. “Of course, as it should be. You were gone for three years, and Meg has been staying in her old room during this period. Now that you‘re back, it makes sense for her to move in to your room. I‘ll make arrangements at once.” 

“It‘s time you address her differently, too,” Christopher reminded. 

“Ah, yes,” Elizabeth said with a smile. “I‘m used to calling her Meg, but I should be calling her Mrs. Lewis now.” 

Elizabeth headed over to Margaret‘s room and merrily told the girl that she would be moving, much to Margaret‘s confusion. “But why? Where are you going to take my stuff?” Margaret asked. 

“Since Mr. Lewis is back and you two are married, it‘s only natural that you and he share a bedroom,” Elizabeth explained, beaming. “Mr. Lewis isn‘t getting any younger, you know. Maybe the two of you could start trying for a baby.” 

Margaret, with downcast eyes, offered no response. He won‘t touch me, and there‘s no way we‘ll have a baby. 

Shortly after, all of her belongings had been moved to Christopher‘s bedroom. Margaret sat on the bed listlessly. She was not sure if she could get used to having free access to Christopher‘s room and using it as her own. 

doing dishwashing floated upstairs. Margaret finally broke out of her musings and

to see Christopher still in the living room when she emerged from

She had thought that he would be eager to leave for the hotel as soon as dinner was over. Hence, she deliberately spent longer time than usual

went upstairs into his room. After drying her hair,

thoughts, Everything about him is so unique... I wonder

eyes instinctively. She was not yet ready to be alone in the same room with Christopher

All Margaret could hear were faint rustling noises coming from the bedside. Curious, she took a peek

direct view of his body. Though not particularly muscular, his physique was nevertheless well–defined, and there was unmistakable power in those sinewy muscles.

 

moment longer and failed to tear her gaze away when

snapped her eyes shut. No matter how hard she tried,

was unreadable as he buttoned up the shirt he just put on. Wordlessly, he left the room, shutting the door with

on her face,

night. Despite her exhaustion, her mind remained perfectly clear. It was

displayed on the screen. Why is Christopher calling me at this hour? Isn‘t he with

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