An Impossible Marriage Novel

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Chapter 103

Margaret flipped through the document. “I’ll do my best.”

Leila patted her shoulder. “Great. Work hard!”

After Leila left, Margaret let out a long sigh. She did not expect to return to Soaring Design once again

after she had resigned. It was pathetic, as she had wanted to leave in the first place to chase after her

dream. Yet, things did not turn out the way she expected. Life was indeed harsh.

During lunchtime, Margaret had no appetite to eat anything, so she ordered a glass of lemonade before

continuing her work. She was aware that she had to take care of herself now that she was pregnant. It

was best if she did not work overtime.

As for her pregnancy, she had no idea how to tell Christopher about it.

Casper noticed that Margaret skipped lunch and asked curiously, “What‘s wrong? Does the food at the

cafeteria suck?”

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Margaret shook her head. “No. I just don‘t have the appetite to eat.”

Casper peered at the lemonade in Margaret‘s hand and frowned. “Isn‘t that a bit too sour?”

Margaret smiled without replying. I don‘t know how to explain this. I‘ve been craving weird foods lately.

When she arrived home after work, she called Jodie, but the latter did not answer the call.

Suspecting that Jodie might be busy, she did not overthink it.

At that moment, Fredrick‘s voice came from downstairs, signaling to Margaret that Christopher was

back.

It seemed like Christopher had no plans to head out that night. He went straight to take a bath and

changed into a set of casual clothes. After that, both of them sat down at the dining table without

speaking to each other. The atmosphere was quite tense.

Elizabeth served the remaining dishes before advising, “Mrs. Lewis, you have been feeling unwell lately,

so I have made a healthy soup for you, It has a fishy smell to it, but it‘s good for your health, so please

drink some.”

Margaret feared that she would vomit again, so she quickly covered her nose. “I‘m not going to drink it...

Elizabeth, I‘ve told you not to make anything that smells fishy. I can‘t stand it.”

Elizabeth handed a small bowl of soup to Margaret. “I‘ve spent the whole afternoon preparing this soup

for you. Pinch your nose and gulp it down. It‘s going to be all right.”

Hearing this, Margaret was unwilling to see Elizabeth‘s effort go to waste. Hence, she pinched her nose

and picked up the bowl of gooey soup before her. Even though she had prepared herself, the fishy smell

still made her stomach churn. She then dashed into the restroom and threw up the food that she had

eaten.

Worried, Elizabeth turned to Christopher as she knew Margaret would not listen to her. “Mr. Lewis, what

should we do to help Mrs. Lewis? She had always suffered from gastric problems. Look at her now. What

if it is something serious? She is still so young”

Christopher frowned. Picking up food with his fork stiffly, he replied, “She isn‘t a kid anymore. I don‘t have

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to worry about her.”

Elizabeth pouted. “But the least you can do is show some concern, right?”

Christopher placed his fork back on the table. Then, he gracefully wiped his mouth and asked

emotionlessly, “Are you telling me what to do?”

Elizabeth lowered her head and returned to the kitchen with tears in her eyes. She felt sorry for

Margaret.

When Margaret returned to the dining table, Christopher was still sitting there. He stopped eating and

was obviously waiting for her.

“What happened to you? I gave you money to see a doctor, and yet you‘re still in this state. What are you

putting on an act for?” Hurtful words came out of Christopher‘s mouth right away,

“I‘m okay. I guess it‘s just gastritis. I‘ll be okay after taking some medicine.” Margaret ignored the

sadness in her heart and returned Christopher the card. “Here. I‘ll pay you back after I get my salary.”

Christopher did not even look at the card she placed on the table, His expression darkened as he

clenched his fists and said, “Get lost.“

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