An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 148

Christopher knew that Margaret did not care how many women he got involved with outside of their home; She just wanted to argue with him for no reason at the moment. Thus, he remarked, “You should look after the cat properly. Don’t ever let it leave your sight. Else, who knows what might happen?” Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Margaret stopped her actions and replied, “You can try kicking it out of the house if you have the guts to, Christopher. You wouldn’t like what I’ll do afterward, though.”

The large dining room fell into complete silence as Christopher thought he had misheard her words. Wait. Is this still the same tame, young girl I took in all those years ago?

Nevertheless, Christopher was not upset at her sudden boldness. Instead, he felt a warmth spreading through his chest as it seemed like they were a couple.

When he came back to his senses, he realized how foreign that feeling was to him and asked coldly, “What would you do if I kicked that cat out?”

Margaret locked gazes with him before replying sternly, “I know Megan is important to you. Since you enjoy comparing her to my cat, I’m more than happy to treat Megan the same way you behave around my cat.”

That made her seem like she had gone back to being a kid in Christopher’s eyes, so he spoke calmly. “Oh. Be my guest then.”

Margaret lost her appetite after that. She then went upstairs with a plate of salmon.

Tabby loved eating salmon. It wasted no time licking the plate clean before leaning against Maragaret’s leg and licking its round belly.

Margaret’s mood instantly improved as she leaned down to pat Tabby’s soft fur. “Tabby, you were clearly a stray cat before this… How are you so big compared to other cats?”

A loud snort abruptly sounded from outside the art room. Margaret turned and saw Christopher’s figure flashing past. Then, she heard him slam the door of his study.

That did not faze her as she even mentally rolled her eyes. Sometimes, animals are so much better than humans. Just looking at Tabby makes me so happy.

Margaret later retired to her room for bed after playing with the cat. Since she felt bored staying at home all the time, she decided to return to work tomorrow.

Around midnight, Christopher finally felt tired from staring at the laptop screen for too long. He closed his eyes and massaged his temples. At first, Christopher wanted to sleep in the bedroom. However, he soon remembered Margaret’s look of disapproval and decided against it.

It was then that he heard a sudden movement near the windowsill. Alert, he instantly got up to check but felt something soft and fluffy around his legs.

Christopher’s entire body stiffened at once. He could feel goosebumps rising down his arms and a numbing feeling at the top of his head. As if someone had cast a spell on him, he could not move, not even to kick Tabby away!

“Eli-Elizabeth!” Christopher tried asking for his housekeeper’s help, but there seemed to be no one downstairs. Moreover, the staff of the Lewis residence had likely gone to bed already.

He gritted his teeth and tried enduring it. After a while, Tabby lost all interest in rubbing against Christopher. The cat lept atop the study table and took notice of the laptop screen before stepping on the

keyboard. Christopher could only stand there and watch his hard work get ruined as Tabby continued adding random letters and numbers. He was close to exploding when he exclaimed, “No! Get down!”

Upon hearing that, Tabby halted and glanced at him. It then continued to step on the keys as if it would stop only when the keyboard snapped into half.

Christopher quickly grabbed the blanket on the couch and wrapped it around Tabby, turning it into a cat- proof burrito. Then, he picked Tabby up and went to the bedroom. “Margaret!”

His loud voice startled Margaret from her sleep. “Why? What happened?”

All she could register was Christopher throwing the blanket-covered cat on her bed. Before Christopher could tell her about what happened, Tabby Crawled out of the blanket burrito and curled up in a comfortable spot next to Margaret.

That was when he finally realized what he had just done. That’s my bed! And the cat is on it?

“You… You best get rid of that beast. Put it in the backyard or something! If I ever see it again, don’t blame me for taking strict measures!” Christopher could feel himself going insane. Ever since he was young, he had a constant resentment for small creatures. How dare that damned cat enter my study!