Chapter 48
The cup of coffee in her hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces. As the hot coffee prated her
slippers, she felt a searing pain on the skin of her foot.
“Aren‘t you the same? You are gentle to everyone but me,” Margaret said with her trembling voice.
“Do you think you deserve my gentleness?” Christopher scoffed and pushed the woman away.
When Margaret‘s back mmed against the chair behind her, she felt a sharp pain. Enduring the pain,
she stood firmly by supporting herself with her hands pressed on the desk. “Yes, you‘re right. I don’t
deserve it. Since you hate me so much, why would you want me to stay by your side? You should have
let me go! So you don‘t have to see me ever again!“!!
Although Christopher did not answer, one could tell how furious he was through his gaze. He was like a
volcano that would erupt anytime soon.
Just as Margaret was preparing herself to endure his wrath, Fredrick walked in. “Mrs. Lewis, you have
forgotten the gift you prepared for Mr. Lewis.”
Locking his gaze on the gift, Christopher’s expression was unreadable.
Margaret was taken aback by that. She looked at Fredrick gratefully and was at the same time feeling
guilty.
Everyone wished that she and Christopher could live on blissfully together. Unfortunately, that had never
been possible.
After cing the gift on the desk, Fredrick went out and shut the door.
Christopher calmed down for a bit. He then grabbed a chair to sit down and took out a cigarete in
frustration. After shooting Margaret a nce, he threw the cigarette away. “What else do you want to
say?”
Margaret took a deep breath and decided not to tell him the truth about the gift. “I‘ve said everything I
want to say.”
Silence soon filled the air, In the end, she still failed to stop him from leaving.
After Christopher left, Margaret cleaned up the study silently. Seeing that the
bookshelf was a little messy, she arranged the books.
Suddenly, a photo fell out of a book, and she picked it up curiously. It was the photo taken when she was
eight. That was the day she moved into Christopher‘s house. In that photo, she was holding his hand.
She had seen that photo in the newspaper before, and she wondered why Christopher kept a copy of it.
Why does Christopher have this photo with him? Did he keep it with him purposely?
Soon after, she shoved off that thought. Maybe he just took it and forgot where he ced it. Besides, the
book with the photo in it is very old and is not the type of book that he likes to read. I bet he hasn‘t
touched it for years.
It was another sleepless night. After Christopher left his home, he went straight to Nocturne Bar. Steven
and Casper arrivedter, and they called a few hostesses to cheer Christopher up.
Their table was full of expensive alcoholic drinks. Steven, who always had the most fun in bars, was the
yboy among the three. He was a frequent visitor there, so all the hostesses liked to throw themselves
at him, and he never rejected them.
Casper‘s health was not in the best condition. Thus, he reced the alcoholic drinks in front of him with
juice. “I can‘t drink anymore. My stomach is ufortable recently. Do enjoy yourself. Don‘t mind me.”
Upon listening to that, Steven teased, “You are so weak you should just live off a woman.”
Casper rolled his eyes at Steven. “Oh, please. I‘m not short of money, and I‘m not interested at all to do
that.”
Meanwhile, Christopher was drinking alone silently while exuding an aloof aura. Looking at his cold
expression, none of the hostesses dared to approach him.
Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Steven said jokingly, “Christopher, did you have another
argument with your wife again? Let me tell you. Women have to be pampered and loved. Why can‘t you
understand? By the way, today is your birthday. Why did she make you angry? What happened?”
Without answering, Christopher whipped out his phone and made a call. This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.