Chapter 15


    There was a split second before Christopher’s gaze turned cold again. She wondered if she had seen it


    wrongly. “How do you feel now?” His tone was still as indifferent as usual. Margaret shook her head,


    and she blushed a little upon realizing that his hand was on top of hers. “I’m fine. Sorry for troubling


    you. I didn’t know you wereing to campus.” Troubling me? He frowned. “Who else are you going to


    trouble if not me? Margaret, stop putting up that pitiful act around others. Is it that hard for you to talk to


    me?” Margaret pursed her lips and remained silent. She knew he was mad at her again. After a while,


    Christopher stood up and checked the IV drip that was almost used up. Then, he called a nurse to


    remove the needle. Without looking at Margaret, he said coldly, “Let’s go.” Margaret quickly lifted the


    quilt and sat up. The back of her hand was swollen due to the injection. It was painful for her to move


    her hand. Christopher took off his coat and threw it at her. His actions were a little rough. He then


    crouched down and helped her put on her white sneakers before leaving the ward without turning back.


    Margaret fell silent as she stared at the coat and her sneakers. Is he still the same man I know? This


    was his first time doing such a thing for her. Despite his rough actions, she still felt something breaking


    free from the depths of her heart. She quickly caught up with him, and Christopher was waiting for her


    at the end of the corridor. Hearing her footsteps, he continued walking ahead. They left the hospital in


    tow. He got into the driver’s seat, and she opened the door to the backseat. As soon as she was


    seated, he grumbled, “Take the front passenger seat.” Margaret did not dare hesitate and quickly


    moved to the passenger seat. After she buckled up, Christopher then stepped on the gas pedal. The


    car was speeding so fast that she felt her heart rate pick up. She stared ahead of her, worrying that the


    car would soon crash into another vehicle on the road. After arriving outside the Lewis residence,


    Margaret immediately got off the car and began to vomit. When she raised her gaze again, Christopher


    had already walked into the house. Margaret entered the house through the backdoor, but Elizabeth


    blocked her path in the kitchen. “Meg, did youe home with Mr. Lewis? He seems to be in a bad


    temper today. You know, he mmed the door so hard that I thought the door would fall off anytime


    soon.” Margaret did not say anything. She knew he would always get mad over the weirdest reasons. It


    was already two o’clock in the afternoon, and it was way past lunch hour. Margaret felt unwell in the


    stomach. After Elizabeth went off to take care of other chores, Margaret sneaked into the kitchen toN?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    make herself a bowl of noodles. Thinking that Christopher might not have eaten anything before this,


    she hesitated for a moment before deciding to make another bowl of noodles. She took the noodles


    upstairs and knocked on his door. “Do you want some noodles?” There was no response from inside


    the room. Margaret heaved a sigh and was about to head down the stairs, but suddenly, the door was


    opened. She turned around and saw him standing by the door with a gloomy expression, and she


    asked again, “Do you want to eat?” Christopher did not say anything and stared at her in silence. There


    were no emotions on his attractive face. His silence did not necessarily mean he had refused her offer.


    Margaret took the noodles inside and ced the bowl on the coffee table. She then heard the door


    close behind her, and her heart skipped a beat. “I don’t want what happened today to happen again. If


    anyone dares to offer you anything, I will make them disappear from your side forever. You can only


    ask for anything from me!” His tone indicated that his anger had not dissipated, and it might have


    be worse than before. “I understand…” she said softly. Christopher was unconvinced.


    “Understand? Do you? Didn’t I tell you this before? How dared you find a part-time job when I was


    abroad? Now everyone knows how pitiful you are!” He was the only person unaware of this, and after


    finding this out, he still stubbornly waited for her to plead with him. “I’m sorry for embarrassing you,”


    she apologized for passing out in his arms. With so many people around campus, they could have


    found out about their rtionship by now. Thus, she assumed that he was angry because she had


    embarrassed him in public. She was like a single stain in his wless persona. Hearing that,


    Christopher frowned in displeasure. He dragged her to the bed, and with a bit of strength exerted, she


    then fell onto the bed.