Chapter 171
That afternoon, Elizabeth created a ruckus in the kitchen as though she were venting her frustrations.
When it was time for dinner, Nina was still asleep, and Elizabeth refused to wake her up.
Margaret was afraid that Christopher would return suddenly and take off his clothes to shower without realizing there was someone else in his room. She pondered for some time before deciding to give Christopher a call.
The call connected within seconds. Margaret didn’t bother beating around the bush and said, “Nina is in the Lewis residence, and she’s currently sleeping in your room. I had to rest in the guest room. When you return, you’ll have to be careful.”
Christopher was miffed. “Nina? Nina Moore? Mr. Moore said that she’d be putting up with us temporarily, but I thought she won’t be here until much later. Tell her to sleep in the guest room. I’ll call her when I’m done with work.”
After hanging up, Margaret relaxed slightly. It was past ten when Nina finally woke up. Feeling drowsy, Margaret told her, “I can only sleep in my own bed. This afternoon, I couldn’t sleep well in the guest room. Why don’t you sleep in the guest room? Christopher will be back a few days later.”
Nina grunted in acknowledgment and went to the kitchen to grab a bite. After filling her stomach, she changed her clothes and went out.
Elizabeth grumbled while she cleaned the master bedroom. Right after lying down on her bed, Margaret let out a contented sigh. I used to hate sleeping in this bed, but I gradually grew used to it.
Some time later, a commotion sounded downstairs. The door was slammed shut, and someone’s heels were clicking against the floor noisily. Margaret was jolted awake. Her mind was in a daze as she sat up. Glancing at the clock, she realized it was four in the morning
It was clear that Nina was back, but Margaret couldn’t really yell at her. Tamping her frustrations down, she buried her head beneath her pillow and went back to sleep.
The next morning, she only woke up at ten in the morning. When she came downstairs, Elizabeth immediately complained, “Nina stayed out and only returned at around four in the morning. She was drunk and vomited everywhere-downstairs,
When she was taking a nap that afternoon, heavy metal music pounded from the guest room. She woke up abruptly, drenched in sweat. Nina will never stop kicking up a fuss when she is awake, huh? I can understand Elizabeth‘s feelings now.
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