An Impossible Marriage Novel

Chapter 38

Chapter 38 

Christopher was taken aback. Shortly after, he turned his head away and pursed his lips. “Don‘t you know how to light a cigarette?” 

When Margaret finally fathomed his meaning, she placed the cigarette between her lips amateurishly. Before she could light it up, Christopher had snatched away the cigarette, holding it between his fingers. “That‘s enough. I‘m not free tomorrow. Ask Casper to keep you company.” 

Perplexed, she uttered, “Casper? Are you talking about my current boss?” 

Christopher remained silent. A silent agreement. Knowing that it was a hard–earned opportunity, Margaret dared not to utter any more unnecessary things. “T–Then, I‘ll head to bed.” 

Still, Christopher remained silent. He stood up and went to the study. Only then did he light the cigarette between his fingers as he took out a picture from the bookshelf. It was a picture of him when he was eighteen years old, displaying a somber demeanor, which was inapt for anyone at that age. He was holding Margaret‘s tiny, frail hands, and she was only eight years old at that time. Even now, she was still weak and delicate. 

The picture was taken by the media back when he brought little Margaret back to the Lewis residence. Albeit old, the picture was still in good condition. 

was late at night. In the dark, he cast his gaze onto the bed and stood still for a while, pondering. Only then did he proceed to lie down beside Margaret

company early in the morning. Right as she sat at her desk, Megan stomped toward her out of nowhere, hitting her with her handbag angrily

No one tried to stop the fight.

covered her head. Infuriated by the assault, she grabbed a document within reach and flung it at Megan.

in disbelief, “How dare you hit me? Let me tell you something, Margaret. You‘re only my mom‘s illegitimate child. You‘re not even worthy enough to be my servant! Since your father

dreaming the impossible! Why don‘t you just go to hell with your useless

Margaret stood up

 

If I were you, I would have ended

on the spot, the onlookers began commenting, “So, it was her. That‘s why I found her familiar. I would never have guessed that she‘s so detestable as she‘s quite taciturn. You really can‘t judge a book by its cover. Gavin tried

when she just joined us. Maybe she had gotten her hands on Mr. Flemmington,

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