Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 28

Robert’s sudden interrogation made Frederick feel uneasy, a feeling he absolutely hated. He shot Robert a disgruntled look and said,

“Buzz off! Quit spouting nonsense.”

Robert shrugged, not surprised by Frederick’s reaction.

Frederick was a man who’d never been in love. For all Robert knew, Frederick probably didn’t even know what love felt like.

So Robert wasn’t expecting Frederick to admit. Those words might never come out of Frederick’s mouth.

But that was okay, there was still time.

Meanwhile…

Chuck couldn’t find Marguerite at the office.

Marguerite didn’t have a fancy degree, wasn’t exactly a beauty, and was just an intern. She got pushed around by her co–workers, running errands and putting up with their snide remarks and ridicule.

The worst part? She didn’t even have time to grab lunch before her boss sent her out to distribute leaflets.

Marguerite knew this was just another way her colleagues were bullying her. The company’s reputation was already well–known, there was no need to hand out flyers on the street.

But she was on a low position and had no say in the matter. All she could do was suck it up and endure the mistreatment.

From noon till around 2 or 3 in the afternoon, the sun was at its peak. She was out there for a solid three hours..

She wasn’t some spoiled brat, and she’d done all sorts of jobs to make ends meet. So handing out flyers wasn’t a big deal.

But without lunch, she was running on empty. She was hungry and dizzy, and almost got heatstroke.

the storefront, and she still had a stack of leaflets to hand out before

flyer to a passerby who ignored her and

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about to lapproach the next person when she felt a

woman dressed with famous brands, carrying bags of designer labels. It was

You’re handing out flyers? Aren’t you Frederick’s wife? Isn’t

€

casually brushed against her neck, her diamond necklace caught the sunlight and

past

persistent. She showed her

had someone give me a

to hear, she was busy handing out flyers to

you like to buy some perfume? Our

“Hello…”

marched up in her heels, snatched the flyers from Marguerite’s hands,

them into the air.

the air like butterflies, landing on Marguerite, making

care about! You don’t

Seriously!

time of day, is she blind? I’m dressed head to toe in designer labels, I’m

made Marguerite furious. She glared at Yuna, trying her best to

want?”

her hair away, then suddenly played the victim,

me? This woman stole my bracelet and won’t

Marguerite thought, “What?”

of bull! Was this woman

yours saw me stealing your stuff? I’ve been handing

the store, their cold

bracelet! If you had the guts,