Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 22

Next morning at Sapphire Valley Estates.

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The maid had prepared a hearty breakfast, waiting for Frederick and Marguerite to come downstairs and eat.

The table was still filled with loads of scrumptious dishes, but Marguerite felt a bit out of place when she saw all this.

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She instinctively wanted to bolt, but she couldn’t do it on an empty stomach, so she had to suck it up and sit at the table. Yet, she didn’t know where to start or how to navigate the dining etiquette, afraid she might tick someone off.

Frederick glanced at the clueless Marguerite fumbling with her cutlery, then took a jab at her, “Can’t even handle a meal, can you?”

Marguerite felt a sting of defeat. She bit her lip. In the face of the rich man’s arrogance, her poor self–esteem always seemed to be so fragile.

Not wanting to lose face, she gritted her teeth and responded, “I can. Just not used to it.”

Frederick expertly sliced up the steak in front of him, glanced at her, and coldly said, “Always trying to act.”

Marguerite felt utterly embarrassed. In front of Frederick, she felt like a total misfit.

something that wouldn’t make her look like a goofball when she

tiny, and she knew it

as she was indecisive, a plate of sliced steak

meat

at Frederick in surprise, her eyes filled with

man suddenly being so

her emotions mixed, “Um,

slicing another steak, didn’t even look at

Er……

call him by his

usual, but then she

her to woo Frederick, to make him fall in love with her within three

it, the more panicked she felt, although

now, obviously, was a good opportunity to put

plucked up the courage, and coyly asked in a sweet voice, “Um…

looked at Marguerite, his eyes

felt the nickname “Fred” was awkward, but Frederick didn’t seem

front of him with her innocent wide eyes, and couldn’t help but think

you grow up?” Now, the

Damn it!

What was going on?