An Impossible Marriage Novel

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Chapter 54

Zachary was so grateful that he even wanted to kneel before him. “Mr. Lewis, thank you... Thank you... I

will do my best to get back the materials. It‘s just a matter of time!”

A strange feeling surged in Margaret. Actually, Christopher isn‘t that heartless, is he? She walked inside

and put the cup of black tea in front of Christopher. “I just made it. Be careful. It is still hot.”

Christopher didn‘t look at her. He held the cup of black tea and took a sip.

Zachary said to Margaret, “Mrs. Lewis, Jo‘s lucky to have befriended you, and so is our family. I‘ll take

my leave now. Thank you.”

Margaret walked him to the door. She watched Zachary until he disappeared from her sight before she

headed back to the office.

Before she could recompose herself, Christopher said, “Take back those crappy drafts and have Casper

redraw them.”

The corner of Margaret‘s lips twitched. What a temperamental man.

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“Is it... that crappy?” She was still a bit doubtful.

Christopher shot her a glance. “Of course. I have no time to deliberately make things hard for you.”

She was feeling a bit discouraged. “In three more days, it will be the New Year‘s holidays. Even if the

whole department worked overtime together until the wee hours of the morning, we still couldn‘t make

it...”

Christopher said casually, “That‘s your business.”

She did not dare to ask for something more. He promised to let the Clark family go, and she was already

satisfied with it. She didn‘t dare to go against him again. “Then, I‘ll be leaving now. Don‘t be angry and go

back home if you want. Anyway, I will be working overtime for the next few days. You won‘t have to see

me, as you‘ll have been asleep by the time I‘m home. Out of sight, out of mind.”

He frowned. Sensing that things were not right, Margaret took the drafts and left.

Back to Soaring Design, Margaret put the drafts on Casper‘s office desk. “Christopher

said that the drafts were very crappy, and he wanted us to redraw it.”

Casper was drinking water, and the whole mouthful of water spurted out onto his computer. His heart

ached for his computer, and he hurriedly took a piece of tissue paper to wipe it. “What the hell? The

drafts were crappy? He didn‘t even go through them thoroughly because he was angry with you, right?

My dear Margaret, how many days did he not come back home? Don‘t you have any idea about it? Do

you know you are getting us into trouble? I am innocent!”

Margaret had doubted this, but it seemed that it was not what they thought of. “I have asked, and he said

that he had no time making things hard for me. It was just the problem of the drafts.”

As Casper flipped through the drafts, he gradually fell into a grim mood. “These drafts are okay, but if

they are for Christopher, they are not good enough. Let‘s have a meeting first and we start working

overtime today. After this, every draft must be checked by me first before being sent out, especially the

ones for Christopher!”

The design department only got off work when it was twelve at midnight.

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Margaret walked to the entrance and stretched her body. The cold wind caused her to shiver.

Everyone else left the company together while discussing where to have their supper. Only Margaret was

alone. Luckily, she was already used to it.

Suddenly, a car approached her and stopped right in front of her. Noah wound down the window. “Mrs.

Lewis, please get in the car. Mr. Lewis asked me to fetch you back.”

Margaret was slightly dumbfounded. Before this, even if she worked until late at night, she always went

back home by herself. Christopher never cared about me. What‘s wrong with him today?

After she got in the car, she smelled Christopher‘s scent. It was fresh and made her feel at ease.

It was his private car, and he usually used this car when he went out.

Margaret composed herself and asked, “Is Christopher home?”

Noah answered, “Yes, he went to bed already.”

She gave a grunt and didn‘t say a word. As long as he was willing to go home, it meant that he wasn‘t so

angry.

Noah looked at her through the rearview mirror. She and Christopher had lived together for a long time.

Their expressions sometimes seemed alike, especially the tone and look when she grunted just now.

Even she didn‘t realize that, and only Noah, as a bystander, could tell it. |

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