An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 154

Margaret lowered her voice and said, “I’ll head inside then. Please help me bring

Tabby in once he leaves.”

Elizabeth nodded. She was delighted to see how much Christopher cared for Margaret. In the past, he would never tell the staff when he left the house, let alone inform them when he would be back. Most of the time, Christopher only called at the last minute to notify the staff. The unusualness in his attitude that day was because he wanted to give Margaret and Tabby some space.

After getting changed, Christopher was about to leave the house when he recalled that Margaret once took some pills behind his back. Because of that, he had mistaken her pregnancy for gastric and did not realize that she was lying to him.

Did she refuse to take the gastric medicine I gave her because of the baby? Does that mean she did care about the baby?

He opened the drawer where she placed her medicines. There were two bottles inside, one empty while the other was almost full. Both contained folic acid pills, but she didn’t need them now.

Hearing that someone was walking up the stairs, he closed the drawer and pretended nothing had happened. Then, he turned around, closed the door, and walked down the stairs. However, when he brushed past Margaret, he slowed down.

Noticing that, Margaret slowed down too and stared at him curiously. She waited for him to start the conversation.

He said, “You… You can’t let the cat inside.”

“Okay.” She had already expected him to say this.

After confirming that he had left the Lewis residence in his car, Elizabeth secretly let Tabby inside the house. Margaret quickly picked up Tabby, held it in her arms, and mentally rolled her eyes. The more Christopher stops me from letting the cat inside, the more I feel like doing it!

Her phone suddenly rang, so she put Tabby away and answered the call from Jodie. “Meg, what are you doing right now? Do you want to hang out with me?”

Margaret hesitated momentarily before saying, “I don’t feel like heading out. Why don’t you come to my place instead? Christopher won’t be back until four in the

evening. I’ll be home alone until then.”

Thinking that it had not been a month since Margaret had a miscarriage, Jodie quickly agreed, saying, “Sure. It’s best that you don’t travel that much anyway. I’ll be right over.”

Forty minutes later, a cab arrived in front of the Lewis residence. Wealthy families occupied this residential area, so it was rare to see ordinary public vehicles here. The bodyguards at the entrance found it a little strange when the cab appeared.

Fortunately, Margaret had already informed the bodyguards about this. After Jodie got out of the cab, the bodyguards opened the door for her.

Margaret held Tabby and walked up to Jodie. “Jo, why did you want to see me today? Don’t you have to cook for your mother at home?”

Jodie shook her head and sighed. “Let’s go inside. I have so much to tell you, and speaking of my mom makes me feel angry.”.

They soon settled down in the living room while Elizabeth served them hot tea. “Ms. Clark, here are some refreshments.”

Jodie smiled and nodded. Her gaze fell on Tabby, which lay in Margaret’s arms. “Woah. Since when did you get a cat? Look at how chubby it is. Can you even carry it around?”

A snort came from Margaret before she explained, “It used to be a stray cat. Christopher was against the idea, but I insisted on adopting it. Because of this, we had several arguments. So, I’m keeping it in the yard now, and I’ll only let it inside when Christopher is away.”

Jodie gave her a thumbs-up. “Impressive! I didn’t expect you to toughen up and go against Christopher.”

Margaret did not want to continue on the topic, so she diverted it by asking, “Anyway, didn’t you say you have a lot to tell me? Why are you angry with your mom”

Upon hearing that, Jodie’s expression grew sullen. “Living with my mom is irritating me to no end, It makes me feel hopeless about life. I’m now working at Steven’s company, and I have a side job at night, but both salaries are still not enough to support my mother. Yet, she’s so obsessed with luxury items and can’t change her habit of lavish spending. Also, she loves playing poker. The amount she gambles each time is so insane that I can’t settle her debts. Every time my mom and I start talking RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

about this, we get into arguments, so I’ve grown tired of nagging at her.”