An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 45

After moments of impasse, Margaret placed the medicine and cup on the table. When she sat down at the dining table, she looked at the dishes and did not feel like eating them.

Soon, Christopher went upstairs and dressed himself, preparing to leave the house.

Margaret approached him once again with the medicine and water. “Elizabeth told me to give it to you.”

For no apparent reason, he consumed the medicine and turned away without a word. Margaret assumed the reason he ate the medicine was that he was fed up or that he heard it was from Elizabeth instead of Margaret.

Taking in a deep breath, she stood rooted to the spot as she held the empty cup and watched him walk away. At that moment, she felt choked up as if the thick fog outside had entered her lungs.

After calming herself down and getting rid of those inexplicable feelings, she no longer had the mood to eat breakfast. Hence, she headed straight to work.

The moment she sat down at her desk, the new supervisor, Leila Black, walked over. “Mr. Flemmington is looking for you.”

Casper had transferred Leila over from the headquarters. Her short hair, high heels, and formal office attire caused one‘s first impression of her to be an independent and capable woman. It was difficult for one to loathe her from how impeccable she was.

Margaret nodded and walked over to Casper‘s office, knocking. However, the sound

of loud coughing inside the office almost overpowered the knocks on the door.

When she entered the office, Casper was sneezing into a tissue. “Stop right there! Don‘t come any closer. I have the flu, and if you fall sick, Christopher is going to have my head. Oh, right. I‘m sure you know our company has cooperated several times with Christopher‘s, and I‘ve recently taken up a new project from them. I‘ll put you in charge of it since both of you know each other. Although it‘s quite a difficult project to tackle, I‘m sure it‘ll be easier because of your relationship with him. The contract is on my table. You can go and take a look.”

When Margaret reached out to grab the contract, she laughed upon seeing the medicines on his table. “It looks like everyone is quite concerned about you.”

Casper sneezed a couple more times, and tears almost streamed down his cheeks by how hard he sneezed. “They looked so excited seeing me sick and rushed to send me medicine. I don‘t have much choice. I can‘t finish all of them, so you should take some. It‘s flu season again, so take care.”

Margaret did not take any, for she knew she would catch Christopher‘s flu sooner or later. “You can keep it. I‘ll take my leave now.”

When she turned around, she almost ran into someone, so she quickly moved to the side. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The person who entered was Steven, who was wearing thick layers of clothes. When he saw her, he patted his chest. “Whoa, Christopher‘s wife! You scared me! So you‘re really working under Casper?”

Margaret wanted to lecture him not to walk so fast, for it would hurt for a short person to run into someone so tall. However, she swallowed her words. “You can just call me Margaret. I‘ll head back to work now, so you guys go ahead.”

Steven rubbed his hands together and sat in Casper‘s seat. “Looks like you‘re doing pretty well here. However, your dad is a biased one, isn‘t he? How could he let your older brother become the vice

president of the headquarters while you end up becoming the CEO of a newly–acquired company? That‘s such unfair treatment!

You‘re both his sons, so I wonder why he treats you two so differently.”

Casper glared at Steven. Although he pretended like he did not care, the light in his eyes dimmed. “I‘m more than happy to have less burden, so whatever. You and Christopher are both single children, so you guys don‘t need to fight for your family‘s property. I‘m different, though. There are traps hidden all around me!”

Steven changed the topic to a piece of recent news. “Something happened with Christopher and the jewelry factory he partnered with. Someone had stolen the raw materials costing about a hundred million. The factory is not big, so it‘s probably done for.”

Casper sniffled. “It‘s just one hundred million. Christopher can afford it. However, it‘s a different story for the small factory.”