Chapter 113 

Margaret nodded seriously. “Yes, I‘m sure.” 

Christopher did not head out that night. Around ten o‘clock, he left the study and returned to the room. He sat at his usual seat before the window, poured himself half a glass of wine, and took out his box of cigars.. 

Seeing that he was about to smoke, Margaret got down from the bed and wanted to go rest in the guest room. She did not want to interrupt him and decided that this was the best solution. Before she even reached the door, he called out, “Where are you going?” 

It had been some time since they last had a meal or spent time together in the same room. He had not bothered to find out what she had been up to in the past few days, Upon hearing his words, Margaret stopped in her steps. “I don‘t really like the smell of smoke. It‘s okay. You go ahead. I‘ll go sleep in the guest room.” 

Confusion flashed in Christopher‘s eyes. In the past, Margaret had never said that she did not like the smell of smoke. After a moment, he chucked the box of cigars into the waste paper basket, walked toward the bed, and announced, “Let‘s sleep.” 

he just throw away the box of cigars because of what I just said?

senses, she went to pick up the box of cigars. The waste paper basket in the room was always

it on the bedside table without looking at her. With a slightly deep voice, he said,

say. Indeed, he had said something like this before, but she could not recall when he had done so. However, she never took his words at face value, so she dared

 

when she lay down by Christopher‘s side. He was so cold

same bed on a handful of occasions during their three–year marriage. She

Christopher turned over to face her. He pulled her

him away. “No.

few clandestine meetings with Jenson. He grabbed her wrist and declared, “This is your duty

wasted no time and carried on. She could feel his anger, and her whole

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