Chapter 55
When they returned to the Lewis residence, Margaret crept into the house and had her shower downstairs. When she got out, Elizabeth had already made some noodles for her, and she said, “Meg, come and have some food. You must be very tired after your overtime.”
Margaret was touched, and she replied, “Elizabeth, I‘ve been working overtime lately, and you’re always waiting for me to come home. Please go to sleep early and don‘t wait for me anymore. I‘m really not hungry.”
Elizabeth gave Margaret a warm smile and said, “This is Mr. Lewis‘ order. But what he said was not exactly what you want to hear, so I‘ll not be telling you his original words. Anyway, he‘s just worried about you, so go have the food. Once you‘re done, go to bed early.”
Without even spending a second, Margaret had already figured out what Christopher had said. He was probably worrying about the need to spend money if she fell sick and that people would be accusing him of abusing her.
After she finished her meal, Margaret sneaked into the room upstairs like a thief. She did not dare to switch on the lights in fear of waking up Christopher, but when she snuck herself onto the bed, Christopher moved a little. This had her stayed still for quite a good couple of minutes, and she finally lay down carefully after making sure that she didn‘t wake him up.
With her posture adjusted, Margaret quickly fell asleep. After handling that much of a workload for the day, she was already exhausted.
Meanwhile, Christopher‘s eyes opened up slowly in the dark. A few strands of Margaret‘s soft hair were touching the tip of his nose. Whenever he breathed, he could smell the alluring scent of Margaret‘s body.
The women outside all used different perfumes, and he never liked any single one of them. This woman, however, had the most unique and exceptional scent.
On the second day, Margaret woke up half an hour earlier. Having seen Christopher still asleep, courage surged in her, and she bravely changed her clothes beside the bed while thinking of arriving at the office earlier.
She was a little embarrassed while removing her clothes, so she had her back facing the bed, but when she turned around, she realized that Christopher‘s eyes were wide open! Aside from that, his eyes were a little red. He seems to have had a good sleep
yesterday. Better than mine, at least.
When their eyes met, the panicked Margaret averted her eyes. Pretending as if nothing had happened, she put on her clothes and said, “I got to go... Remember to take your breakfast.”
Without waiting for his response, Margaret hurriedly ran away, and her face was incredibly red.
Elizabeth chased after Margaret and stuffed some waffles into Margaret‘s hand before saying, “It doesn’t matter how busy you are, you mustn‘t skip your meal! Why is your face so red? Are you sick?”
“No, I‘m not sick. I‘m just feeling a little hot!” mumbled Margaret.
Elizabeth watched as Margaret walked further away while mumbling, “Strange... It‘s cold recently, and it‘s morning now. Why would she feel hot?”
When it was already ten o‘clock in the morning, Elizabeth felt curious as to why Christopher wasn‘t awake yet, and she kept talking about this with Fredrick. “What‘s wrong with Mr. Lewis today? He would always be up early, but he‘s still sleeping now? Those two are acting strangely today. Margaret said that it‘s hot during the winter, and Mr. Lewis who is extremely self–disciplined is still sleeping now.”
Hearing this, the butler rolled his eyes and said, “You should be ashamed of yourself. You are already at this age, and yet you still can‘t figure it out?”
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