An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 173

After a while, the noise tuned down while approaching footsteps were heard outside the door.

Margaret could tell it was Christopher. As Tabby was sleeping soundly on the blanket, she quickly hid it underneath the blanket and left a slit so that it could breathe.

The next second, the door was pushed open. As she had expected, it was Christopher.

Feeling slightly guilty, Margaret lowered her head while her cheeks blushed from nervousness. Her heart was beating fast. Luckily, Tabby is behaving well.

Christopher seemed to be in a good mood today. Even when there was no one around, the smile on his face remained. “Are you feeling unwell?” he asked.

At this point, Margaret was panicking like crazy. She couldn’t care much about the unhappy situations they had back then. “I’m fine and lively as ever. I guess I can go to work tomorrow.”

Christopher then muttered in a displeased tone, “Stop messing around. You have to lay in bed for at least a month. Don’t get on my nerves anymore. It won’t do you any good. Can’t you be like the other women and make me happy?”

Raising her head to look at him, Margaret asked, “Do you mean like Megan?”

His breath froze while his face fell. Ignoring her, he then changed into his pajamas. She sure knows how to agitate me anytime and anywhere,

When he was about to go to bed, she hurriedly snatched the blanket and stuttered, “C-Can you please help me take something from downstairs?”

Although he was slightly flustered, he nodded and asked, “What is it?”

“I… I want a banana.” Obviously, she was just making an excuse so that she could smuggle Tabby out of the room. She did not think of the fact that Christopher would go to bed earlier due to exhaustion from his business trip. Usually, he would sleep NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

late.

A confused look hung on Christopher’s face as he turned and left.

Then, Margaret quickly picked Tabby up and put it outside the room. However, the latter leaped onto the bed again, making her heart sink.

“Come on, Tabby. A tiger is coming to eat you. Aren’t you scared? You’re not allowed to enter the room. Why don’t you go downstairs and play with Elizabeth? Be good and hurry now. The tiger will be here soon, urged Margeret with a gentle voice.

However, no matter what she had said, Tabby wouldn’t listen to her. Right then, Christopher arrived upstairs with a plate of fruits in his hands. Having no choice, she hid Tabby under the blanket again.

“Don’t eat too much.” Christopher placed the plate next to the bed, lifted the blanket, and lay on the bed.

He‘s acting so strange today. Why is he so good to me? However, she couldn’t be bothered by anything else now. Then, she lay cautiously next to Christopher while keeping Tabby on her left.

“Why aren’t you eating?” he asked suddenly.

“What?” Gripping Tabby’s moving paws, Margaret was lost in her thoughts.

“The bananas.”

“I-I don’t feel like eating now. I-I’ll keep it for later,” stuttered Margaret as she came up with an excuse.

However, Christopher sat up and brought a piece of the peeled banana to her mouth and said, “Finish it and go to bed. It’s late now. I have a meeting early in the morning.”

As she didn’t have any appetite, she refuted, “You can have it. I don’t want it.”

Raising his brows and curling his lips, he replied, “I don’t eat bananas.”

Her cheeks suddenly blushed as she wondered if his words were implying something else. Is he getting horny?

To lighten the mood, she took a bite and swallowed hard. “I have enough. Can you take the rest out? It’ll smell if we leave them here.”