An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 50

Naturally, Casper knew what would happen if a drunk man and a woman were to stay in the same room, so he declined, “I can take care of him. You should go home.”

Nevertheless, Megan would not give up and insisted with a coquettish tone, “No, I want to keep Christopher company.”

Hearing that, Casper felt his head throb. Previously, he had used Christopher‘s phone to call Margaret twice and subconsciously memorized her number. Immediately, he sent her a text message: Christopher was drunk at the bar last time. Please come over.

Meanwhile, Margaret had not fallen asleep yet. When she received the message, she assumed it was sent by either Steven or Casper. Without wasting time, she got up and put on her coat.

Because she could not bear to wake the old butler, Fredrick, up in the middle of the night to drive her to the bar, she ran to the intersection more than one kilometer away from the Lewis residence to hail a taxi. As she breathed in the cold air while running vigorously, she felt as though her lungs were about to rip open.

Seeing that Casper had not started the engine, Megan grew anxious. “Casper, what are you waiting for? Let‘s go!”

Nevertheless, Casper leaned on the car seat and responded casually, “Wait for a while. Christopher is drunk. I‘m afraid that he might suddenly feel nauseated. I want to make sure he won‘t throw up before going on the road. I just bought this car, so I must take good care of it.”

Left with no choice, Megan could only wait in the car. After the driver sent her there, she asked him to go back because she had no plans to return home. Now, she could either ride in Casper‘s car or take a taxi. No way. I don‘t want to ride in a taxi that has been used by numerous people. It‘s so gross!

When Margaret arrived, Casper noticed her immediately and pretended to meet her by chance. Rolling down the car window, he greeted, “Margaret!”

The woman looked in his direction and quickly stepped forward. “Where‘s Christopher?”

Knitting her brows, Megan rolled down the car window and stared at her provocatively. “He‘s beside me. Why? Are you here for him? He has said that he doesn‘t want to go home tonight and that he doesn‘t want to see you!”

The next moment, Margaret saw Christopher, who was sitting beside Megan, and spotted that she was holding his arm. “I‘m his wife, and I have the obligation to make sure that he‘s safe when he‘s drunk.”

Once Megan heard the word “wife,” she showed a look of disgust. “You! He has said that he doesn‘t want to go home!”

Later, Casper got out of the car and helped Christopher out. “Megan, stop fooling around. Since his family is here to bring him back, we should let him go.”

Instantaneously, Megan grabbed Christopher‘s arm as she was unwilling to let him go home. “Christopher already said that he doesn‘t want to see her. Casper, you‘re the one who should stop making things worse.”

In actuality, Margaret could not care less whether Christopher returned home or not. However, if he was together with Megan, she would not back down.

Before she could say anything, Christopher suddenly shook Megan off and said in a commanding tone, “Meg, come here!”

Obviously, he was calling for Margaret.

Margaret had never heard him address her that way before and was perplexed for a while. After gathering her thoughts, she stepped forward to support him. “Do you want to go home?”

The next instant, he wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled up against her neck. “Yes.”

As soon as Megan heard that, she trembled with rage. I thought he hated Margaret. Why does he still want to be with her if he despises her? Why would he get so intimate with her?

Breathing a sigh of relief, Casper piped up, “Margaret, you didn‘t ask anyone to send you here? Let me send you back then. Megan, you should wait for Steven and go back with him.”

Margaret ignored Megan‘s glare and assisted Christopher back into the car‘s back seat. “Thank you, Casper,” she said as the car drove away.

However, Casper did not say anything and only smiled. When Christopher was sober, Casper would not care what the former wanted to do, but if Christopher was drunk, he had to make sure that he got home safely. It was the least a friend could do.

It took Margaret a while to settle Christopher down after they returned to the Lewis

residence. She was so tired that she almost collapsed.

When she noticed how soundly he was sleeping, she could not help but reach out and mischievously ruffle his hair. At that moment, he was docile and non–aggressive.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, he abruptly grasped her wrist. “Come here!” Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.