Chapter 6


    At that moment, Margaret felt as if she could see Jenson standing right in front of her. The confession


    was simple and unexaggerated, but it moved Margaret’s heart. She opened her mouth slightly, yet was


    speechless. Frantically, Margaret hung up the call out of instinct and looked at Jodie helplessly. Jodie


    chortled and patted Margaret on her head, thenforted thetter smilingly. “I knew you would do


    that. Don’t worry. Jenson is well-prepared. You can just call him whenever you have an answer.” At the


    end of her sentence, she waved her hand at Margaret and bid her goodbye. “Make sure you get home


    safely. I’ll see you again tomorrow!” After Jodie got into her car and left, Margaret stood there for a long


    while as Jenson’s confession reyed in her head. It was already eight o’clock at night when Margaret


    finally returned to the Lewis residence. She unboxed the presents carefully. Jodie gifted her a ne,


    whereas Jenson gifted her a bracelet. There was a handwritten note in the gift box: “I’ll be with you


    forever.” Her face turned red, and she quickly hid the gifts in the cardboard box under her bed. She


    didn’t dare ce them in in sight because Christopher wouldn’t allow it. Abruptly, Elizabeth’s voice


    sounded from behind her. “Did you juste home, Meg? I’ll cook a te of spaghetti for you.”


    Margaret immediately stood up and said, “It’s okay, Elizabeth. I’ve already eaten outside. Please have


    an early rest.” “Mr. Lewis rushed home in the middle of his business trip. I think he wants to celebrate


    your birthday with you. I saw him bringing back a gift for you as well, but he got upset after realizing


    you weren’t home. He hasn’t even had his dinner yet. Why did youe home sote?” Elizabeth


    spoke hesitantly as she rubbed her chilly hands together. Upon hearing Elizabeth’s statements,


    Margaret froze as fear shed across her pale face. Christopher had always prohibited her from


    ying outdoors in her leisure time. However, she epted Jodie’s invitation because she had never


    expected Christopher to return home suddenly. What frightened her the most was Elizabeth’s


    description. It’s impossible for him toe home deliberately just to celebrate my birthday, not to


    mention him preparing a gift for me. Seeing how scared she was, Elizabeth held her hand. “Don’t be so


    scared. Mr. Lewis won’t bite. I’ll prepare his meal for him, and you can bring them to his room. It’s your


    birthday today, after all. I’m sure he won’t be too harsh on you after you say a few nice things to him.”


    Margaret nodded and waited for Elizabeth to prepare the meal, then she took the food upstairs and


    knocked on Christopher’s door. “Are you in there?” There was no movement in the room, yet Margaret


    was already used to it. Christopher was always quiet, especially when he was angry. Thus, it was


    normal for him to ignore everyone when he was in a bad mood. Margaret gritted her teeth before


    pushing the door open. As soon as she entered the room, she was startled by the scene of Christopher


    smoking in front of the window. The room was filled with ayer of smoke. How much did you smoke? I


    remember you seldom smoke this much. Christopher’s silhouette looked dreamy amid the smokey


    environment. He was still dressed in his suit, and his hair was tidy and immacte. Margaret regained


    herposure and put down the food, then opened the window next to him to let some fresh air into


    the room. “Where have you been?” Christopher asked. Instantaneously, Margaret’s body stiffened. She


    felt the icy breeze blowing on her face as the same coldness crept into her heart. “M-My friend invited


    me out. I didn’t know that you’lle home.” She was soft-spoken, and she couldn’t tell if Christopher


    could hear her properly amidst the roaring wind. However, it turned out that his listening skill was good.


    “You don’t know that I’lle home? Does that mean you can do anything willfully when I’m not


    home?” Margaret felt a stinging chill down her spine and she shut the windows. “I didn’t mean that. I’m


    sorry, and I promise I won’t make the same mistakes again.” She didn’t say much, and she didn’t want


    to mention that it was her eighteenth birthday today. It didn’t matter anyway. All she had to do was


    admit her mistakes whenever he was irate. Christopher snorted as his lips curled into a wintry smile.


    He put off the cigarette in his hand and poured himself a ss of wine. Just when he took a sip,


    Margaret reminded him timidly, “Please eat something before you drink.” Christopher nced at the


    wine ss briefly before walking toward Margaret. “It’s your birthday today.” Margaret merely stared at


    the wine ss handed to her by Christopher and didn’t dare ept it. She didn’t know how to drink,


    and she also didn’t dare touch his wine ss, as he was a germaphobe. “I don’t know how to drink


    wine.” Upon seeing Margaret’s reaction, Christopher furrowed his brows and grabbed her by the chin,


    then forcefully poured half of the wine into her mouth. Immediately, Margaret felt a burning sensation in


    her throat, causing her to cough violently. Cough! Cough! Before Margaret could calm herself down,


    Christopher pulled her into his arms and kissed her on her lips.


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