Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 66

Robert furrowed his brows.

Did he hear that right?

Was Frederick really planning on calling Marguerite again using his phone?

Robert stared at Frederick in surprise, noticing an unusual expression on Frederick’s typically arrogant and indifferent face.

Robert wanted to laugh.

When would Frederick finally get over his habit of saying one thing and doing another?

But since he suggested it, that was a huge step forward. Robert felt his words of advice weren’t wasted after all.

Satisfied, Robert pulled out his phone and said, “Alright, let’s give it a shot with my phone.”

Unfortunately, Marguerite still didn’t pick up.

Staring at his phone, Robert mumbled, “You’ve got to be kidding me. Marguerite is giving me the cold shoulder too? Is she really pissed off?”

Frederick’s expression turned tense and serious.

Feeling a bit awkward, Robert scratched his head, then quickly came up with the suggestion, “Marguerite might still be fuming. But you know how women are, they can always be sweet–talked.”

“You want me to whisper sweet nothings? No way!”

“What good are sweet words? Marguerite is a tough cookie, sweet words won’t cut it. Actions speak louder than words.”

A flicker of light crossed Frederick’s eyes. “What do you mean?”

“What’s the big mystery? Whatever Marguerite lacks, you provide.”

Robert rubbed his chin, picturing Marguerite’s plain and simple

rich wife from top to bottom? Those worn–out tracksuits look like rags, not even a simple piece of jewelry. This isn’t

shut and didn’t say a

going to divorce Marguerite in three months, she was still

woman be dressed in

the silence, he seemed to

unaware that missing a few calls

doctor and went straight to Stonebridge Memorial

her grandmother clean up, when a male doctor walked

you a relative

A pleasant male voice.

found a handsome man

least 1.9 meters,

glasses, his eyes were clear as a lake, and his lips

not by

a man’s skin be even more beautiful than a

seemed to glow, as if soaked in honey, so delicate

Marguerite?” The doctor stepped forward with a faint

and said, “Yes.

smiled even more charmingly than

folder from her canvas bag and handed it to Steven. “These are my

Marguerite wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but it seemed the doctor intentionally took a long time to accept the records,

under his gaze, Marguerite let Steven take the medical records and change the subject: “I performed a check–up on your grandmother last night and

Marguerite was overjoyed. “Really?”

fully recovered,

“Will she be

“No.”

Marguerite sighed deeply.

seemed her plan to leave with her grandmother after divorcing Frederick had to be put on

medical records under his arm, his hands