An Impossible Marriage

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.

He stayed in the study until it 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 and wrap her in his arms.

The next day, Margaret went to her 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 while shouting, “Margaret, you b*tch!”

Everyone merely watched at the side. No one tried to stop the fight.

Margaret covered her head. Infuriated by the assault, she grabbed a document within reach and flung it at Megan. “Are you crazy?”

After being slapped in the face by the document, Megan shouted 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 killed Christopher‘s family, Christopher hates you to the bone! He only wants to take

revenge on you, so stop dreaming the impossible! Why don‘t you just go to hell with your useless father?”

Casting a cold expression, Margaret stood up and said, “What did you say?”

Megan continued yelling, “Did I say it wrong? Everyone knows what you did with. Jenson from the Swanson family three years ago. How are you shameless enough to stay by Christopher‘s side? If I were you, I would have ended my own life right away! I wondered who was getting in the way between Christopher and me. After some investigation, I finally found out that it was you. How disgusting!”

Having the incident three years ago recapped 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 to pursue her previously. Although she seemed uninterested, I bet she has gone to bed with him secretly. How pretentious.”

“That‘s right. Mr. Flemmington immediately dismissed Gavin when she just joined us. Maybe she had gotten her hands on Mr. Flemmington, too. Hmph. It‘s great to be young. Sadly, she‘s just someone else‘s unwanted rubbish.”

Hearing the snide remarks, Margaret could not tolerate them anymore. She took out her phone and looked for Hannah‘s number. When she was about to make the call, Megan snatched her phone and smashed it onto the floor, “Are you trying to contact my mom? Who do you think you are? Let me warn you. Stay away from my mom and Christopher. Otherwise, you won‘t be able to work here anymore!”

“What‘s with all those noises?” Casper heard the ruckus right when he arrived at the company. The employees gathered in a crowd, seemingly unconcerned about their work. That was the first scene he saw when he set foot in the company, so it was natural for him to get angry.

Seeing Casper‘s arrival, Megan had tears streaming down her face in the blink of an eye. She rushed toward him and held his arm, “Casper, she hit me!”

Casper followed her finger and looked at the culprit. Right there and then, the rage on his face was replaced by helplessness. Had he known what trouble he would be facing, he would never have gone to the company that day. “Um... Megan, do you really have to cause a ruckus this early in the morning at my company?”

Megan said coyishly, “But she hit me!”

Margaret‘s shoulders sloped down subconsciously when she realized that Megan was familiar with Christopher‘s friend circle, and she even knew Casper. The two seemed

relatively close.