An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 92

Christopher had a rough guess in his heart. “You can say it directly.” ****

“She's with Jenson.” Noah broke out in a cold sweat.

Enraged, Christopher slammed his phone on the ground. Margaret always betrays my trust and is always forcing me to take action.

It started pouring when Margaret left West Haven Café.

There was a new message from Jenson. He texted her: Meg, the future is still long. Don't let me forget you.

Margaret did not reply, nor did she know what to reply. Right then, she was feeling down, and her mood was gloomy like the gray, cloudy sky.

Margaret got rid of all traces on her phone while she was on the way back to the hotel. She did not do it out of guilt. It was just that she did not want to create more trouble at the moment. Needless to say, she never dated Jenson, and it was impossible for them to get together. She merely hoped that Jenson could be happy.

When Margaret arrived at the hotel, she stood outside the room to recompose herself. Just as she was about to knock on the door, she heard suggestive moans coming from inside the room. Margaret's whole body shook when she heard that. Her hands froze mid-air, and she did not know whether to knock or not.

The woman inside was none other than Megan. After all, her voice was very distinguishable. Margaret could not bear to listen to the sound coming from the room, so she turned to leave. In addition, she texted Christopher: I'm heading back first.

Soon, no more noise came from the room. Without hesitation, Christopher got off from Megan when he saw the text message. Megan was in a daze, and her clothes were a little disheveled. She asked in confusion, “What's wrong, Christopher?”

Christopher looked at the door and casually lit up a cigarette. “I don't feel like doing it.”

Megan felt frustrated. He doesn't feel like doing it? How can he lose interest when we have

reached this point? That made Megan feel defeated.

Desperate, she refused to give up. She listed her slender, long legs and rested them on Christophers legs. “Christopher, are you fatigued by your business trip these two days? You can just lie down and let me do it."

Megan's intention was obvious as she flirted with him.

A trace of annoyance flashed across Christopher's eyes, and he walked to the window. “You can leave now.”

Hearing this, Megan was dumbstruck and felt indignant. “What? Christopher, I came here in a rush and only got to meet you today. You're asking me to leave when I have just arrived. Come on!” “Don’t make me repeat myself.” Christopher did not even spare her a glance, and the annoyance in his eyes was palpable.

Megan could only get up and leave in resignation.

Deep down, she thought of the message Christopher received and cursed in her heart. Even though she did not see the message, it certainly disrupted her plans. Who's the idiot who ruined my plan? The next day at noon, Christopher invited Charles to dine at the same restaurant as last time. When Charles arrived, he did not see Margaret around. So, he smiled and inquired, “Where's Margaret?”

Christopher hid his emotions very well and smiled brightly. “She returned to Dellmoor first because she had something to attend to. Mr. Moore, are you serious about what you said yesterday?” Charles’ hand froze slightly. He regained his composure swiftly and asked, “What do you mean? I drank a lot yesterday, and I have forgotten what I said to you.”

Christopher fixed his gaze on him. Just then, he smiled and replied, “It's nothing. Forget it.”

Charles went along with his words and added, “Please don't take my words to heart. I always speak nonsense when I am drunk. You can just ignore what I have said. Also, I wanted to set you up with Nini, but I didn't expect you to get married out of the blue.”