Chapter 25 

Elizabeth nodded with understanding. “Of course, as it should be. You were gone for three years, and Meg has been staying in her old room during this period. Now that you‘re back, it makes sense for her to move in to your room. I‘ll make arrangements at once.” 

“It‘s time you address her differently, too,” Christopher reminded. 

“Ah, yes,” Elizabeth said with a smile. “I‘m used to calling her Meg, but I should be calling her Mrs. Lewis now.” 

Elizabeth headed over to Margaret‘s room and merrily told the girl that she would be moving, much to Margaret‘s confusion. “But why? Where are you going to take my stuff?” Margaret asked. 

“Since Mr. Lewis is back and you two are married, it‘s only natural that you and he share a bedroom,” Elizabeth explained, beaming. “Mr. Lewis isn‘t getting any younger, you know. Maybe the two of you could start trying for a baby.” 

Margaret, with downcast eyes, offered no response. He won‘t touch me, and theres no way well have a baby

Shortly after, all of her belongings had been moved to Christopher‘s bedroom. Margaret sat on the bed listlessly. She was not sure if she could get used to having free access to Christopher‘s room and using it as her own. 

upstairs. Margaret finally broke out of her musings and went to

to see Christopher still in the living room when she emerged

over. Hence, she deliberately spent longer time than usual in the bathroom

into his room. After

the constellations, lost in her own thoughts, Everything about him is so unique... I wonder what he was thinking

Margaret closed her eyes instinctively. She was not yet ready to be alone

Curious, she took a peek and was greeted by

having such a direct view of his body. Though not particularly muscular, his physique was nevertheless well–defined, and there was unmistakable power in those sinewy

 

for a moment longer and failed to tear her gaze away when Christopher turned

the only thing she could think of and snapped her eyes shut. No matter how hard she tried, however, she

was unreadable as he buttoned up the shirt he just put on. Wordlessly, he left the room, shutting the door

on her

to the bed, she tossed and turned throughout the night. Despite her exhaustion, her mind remained perfectly clear.

gaped slightly at the caller‘s name displayed on the screen. Why is Christopher calling me at this hour? Isn‘t he with that

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