An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 187

An Impossible Marriage

Margaret felt guilty on Christopher‘s behalf. “All right. You should get going first. I just woke up, so I‘ll hang up now.”

After hanging up the phone, Margaret lay on her bed for a while before finally getting up. She then headed toward the restroom to wash up.

Lately, she had been lying in bed longer than usual, and her hair was so long it ended up getting tangled when she slept last night. No matter how hard she tried, she could not untangle the knots. Just as she was about to cut the hair off, a slender hand stopped her. “Pass me the comb.”

Margaret was still in a daze, so she subconsciously passed the comb. She had not even realized that someone had appeared behind her.

The man behind her meticulously combed her hair, and thus she felt no pain at all. The reflection in the mirror showed a rare instance of them getting along harmoniously. Margaret fell into a momentary trance and remembered how he had combed her hair back when they were younger.

She was embarrassed to admit that she never knew how to comb her hair properly, even when she was eight. Previously, Nicholas had always been the one combing her hair for her. As such, after the plane crash, her hair became a total mess. After being adopted into the Lewis family, Christopher had combed it for her several times because he could not stand how messy her hair was. However, he always complained about it every time he did it.

“Do you hate me?” Margaret asked.

He answered without hesitation, “I do.”

“Oh,” she then replied nonchalantly,

“I‘m done combing. You may go down for breakfast now.” Christopher put down the comb, then went to brush his teeth without a single trace of emotion on his face.

Margaret glanced at him, and her gaze shifted to his hair. His hair texture was excellent, with ebony black strands silky–smooth to the touch. It was just a pity that he always kept it short. Since she was young, she had always wanted to tie his hair into a tiny ponytail but never dared to do so, as she was afraid of him.

“What are you looking at?” Christopher shot her a questioning look once he was

done brushing his teeth.

“Nothing.” Margaret turned around and acted as if nothing had happened. But deep down, she was slightly anxious that he would find out about her evil little thought.

Meanwhile, at the dining table, Elizabeth served the oatmeal porridge that she had prepared earlier that morning. When Christopher noticed that Nina was not there, he asked, “Where‘s Nina?”

“She isn‘t up yet. Is there ever a day where she doesn‘t sleep past noon?” Elizabeth responded casually.

As Christopher thought about Nina‘s temperament, he chuckled and said, “Maybe she‘s still a little jet– lagged. Let‘s not mind her.”

At noon, Jodie rang Margaret again. The latter avoided Christopher and secretly picked up the call. “What‘s wrong, Jo?” she whispered. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“I went to visit Jenson. He said that someone had intentionally knocked him over. The car had a fake license plate and was a piece of junk. It seems like their cost of crime is relatively low. The driver had run away, and they couldn‘t catch him. Even if the Gadway family was behind this, we don‘t have any proof of it. Jenson can only blame his luck for this. Oh right. Guess who else I ran into at the hospital?”

“Who?”

Jodie snorted. “I saw your mom and Megan. It must be nice to be rich. I can‘t believe that Megan is still going on with her life even after she caused your miscarriage. I thought that she would serve a few years in jail, at least! This is just revolting! She must have paid a huge sum to get out of it. How could Christopher even put up with

such a thing?”

Upon hearing her words, Margaret took a deep breath. She did not dare to tell Jodie the truth and had no choice but to respond, “She is my sister from a different father, after all. I guess I‘ll let this slide for my mom‘s sake. By the way, what were they doing at the hospital?”

After pondering over it for a moment, Jodie replied, “I think your mom was there for a checkup. She really is leading a good life. In fact, I think that her life is even more comfortable than yours. She‘s still so healthy at her age, and she doesn‘t have many health complications. The doctor even said that her body condition is comparable to young girls, and she has taken good care of herself. Tsk! Tsk! You should be worrying more about yourself instead.”

Margaret was stunned after hearing that. “Are you sure?” Didn‘t Hannah have cancer? She even made me beg Christopher to help the Jenkins family!