Chapter 85 

Margaret felt an incoming headache. She glanced at the steaming bowl of oatmeal porridge and got up to head upstairs. 

As she thought that Christopher was still asleep, she was surprised to learn that Christopher didn‘t sleep a wink last night. After he took a shower, he put on his bathrobe and sat before the window the entire night. The covers on the bed remained untouched, so it was obvious that he didn‘t sleep on the bed last night. 

Margaret offered him the oatmeal porridge. “Have some oatmeal porridge to soothe your stomach.” 

Christopher didn‘t bother sparing her a glance. “Get out.” 

She did not move an inch. “Fredrick is currently packing up his stuff. Is there really no room for negotiation?” 

Massaging his glabella, Christopher answered impatiently, “Don‘t make me repeat myself.” 

but she made

found. Jo was in a bad mood, so I went out to comfort her. I insisted on leaving the house, and it has nothing to do with Fredrick. If you want to blame

and glanced at the time before announcing, “You have two minutes to convince me. If

she blurted out, “I‘m no longer the little girl you took in. I‘m your wife! We need to accept the change in our relationship no matter what the cause is. It‘s time for us to change the way we deal with matters!”

a calm look. “First, you should act like a wife. It isn‘t a good

like a balloon, and her

reminded her, “You want to change the way we deal with stuff.

just

 

toward the door. At her wit‘s end, Margaret ran over and blocked his path. She stood on her tiptoes and gave his cheek

he was shocked

creep up her cheeks in embarrassment. I sound just like Megan when she acts coy. Despite hating it, I instinctively did it thinking that he

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