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.

to find something that wouldn’t

saw a small bread roll, it was tiny, and she knew it wouldn’t fill

as she was indecisive, a plate of sliced steak suddenly appeared by

meat looked quite

surprise,

was this man suddenly being so

swallowed hard, her

slicing another steak, didn’t even look at her, “Don’t I have

Er……

him by his

to call him “Mr. Winston” as usual, but then she remembered the task

to make him fall in love with her within

more panicked she felt, although reluctant, she

a good opportunity to put on a

asked in a sweet voice, “Um…

at Marguerite, his eyes full of

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

wide eyes, and couldn’t help but think of

will you marry me when you grow up?” Now, the tone Marguerite used to call him “Fred” was exactly the

Damn it!

What was going on?