An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 174

At the sight of Margaret’s slightly parted lips, Christopher’s eyes darkened. He involuntarily leaned over and kissed her.

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Immediately, Margaret’s was blown. Huh? What on earth is he doing? There are plenty of unresolved problems between us. Shouldn‘t we be at each other‘s throats now? What‘s with him kissing me?

“Mmm… Stop…” She wanted to turn his adyances down, but as soon as she opened her mouth, he seized the opportunity to slip his tongue in. To prevent her from struggling, he even pinned her down with his body through the covers, rendering her entirely immobile. Of course, he didn’t put his entire weight on her.

She was completely taken control, forced to endure his attention. Due to the shortage of oxygen, her mind went blank. All of a sudden, Tabby slid out from under the covers and meowed.

Christopher stiffened and reflexively leaped off the bed, looking as though he had suffered a fright.

Margaret flipped open the covers and scooped Tabby up, dashing out of the room with her face flushed bright red. “Elizabeth, change the sheets and covers, please!”

Bewildered, Elizabeth queried, “Didn’t I just change it a while ago?”

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At that, Elizabeth quickly responded in the affirmative. Just then, Christopher’s voice rang out from upstairs. “Forget it!” Then, the sound of a door slamming shut pierced the air.

The resounding bang had Elizabeth shuddering, and she persuaded in exasperation, “Meg, don’t take Tabby into the bedroom since Mr. Lewis doesn’t like to have a cat in there, lest the two of you have a row again. It’s far better to live peacefully, no? Hand it over to me, okay? It can sleep in my room at night.”

However, Margaret hesitated, “But there are already four people staying in your room. Is it appropriate for Tabby to stay there as well?”

Elizabeth patted herself on the chest and reassured, “That’s not a problem. Although four people are staying there, the room is rather big and spacious. Don’t worry about

it anymore. Hurry up and freshen up before going to rest. You need quite some time to recuperate.”

After reluctantly handing Tabby to the woman and watching them leave, Margaret grew worried. Should I go back to the bedroom now? But Christopher slammed the door shut…

As she recalled the sudden kiss earlier, sheer panic inundated her, and she subconsciously felt averse to returning to the bedroom.

Out of the blue, Nina appeared at the bottom of the stairs. She leaned against the banister just like a cat sunning by the window, her eyes fixated on Margaret. “Do you need me to take you in for the night? Why would Christopher treat you so dismally when he’s such a gentle person? I’ve never seen him get so angry or speak in such a loud voice before.”

Really? She had never seen him so angry or speak in such a loud voice before? Margaret inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. He only reveals his true nature before those with whom he‘s close, so it means that she‘s only an acquaintance to him.

“No, it’s okay. No matter what, this is my home, so it makes no sense for you to so called take me in.” After saying that, she brushed past Nina and headed toward the bedroom door.

“Do you think you and Christopher are suited to be together?” Nina asked in a lowered voice.

Halting in her steps, Margaret looked at her. “What do you mean by that?”

“Well, I just feel that you two make a strange couple. You’re an orphan he took in, and your father caused the death of his entire family. That’s more than a dozen lives there. Oh my. Why would he marry you? In terms of status and family background alone, your father used to be the Lewis family’s private pilot. The two of you aren’t from the same world at all. Oh, I’m suddenly reminded of a saying-first come, first served. You look weak and fragile, entirely harmless, yet you actually have some tricks up your sleeve.”

Nina’s voice was so mild that it was as though she was merely shooting the breeze, but the words out of her mouth were simply disturbing.

Straightening her back, Margaret demanded bluntly, “What do you mean by that? You‘re merely acquainted with Christopher. At most, your father was close with his father. Don’t you think it’s pretty inappropriate for you to say such a thing? I don’t think the question of how I got together with him and ended up marrying him is any

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of your business. You’re too nosy, Ms. Moore.”