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 image in

wife from top to bottom? Those worn–out tracksuits look like rags,

bit. He kept his mouth shut and didn’t say a word, clearly taking Robert’s words to

was going to divorce Marguerite in three months, she was still

woman be dressed in rags?

to know what

unaware that missing a few calls had

and went straight to Stonebridge

her grandmother clean up, when a male doctor

a relative

A pleasant male voice.

and found a handsome man

was tall, at least 1.9 meters, with exquisite facial

lake, and his lips were plump and rosy, exuding

captivated, not by

a man’s skin be

to glow, as if soaked in

Marguerite?” The doctor stepped forward with a faint smile, sizing

snapped back to reality and said,

smiled even more charmingly than a woman: “It’s

bag and handed it to Steven. “These are my grandmother’s previous medical records.

was her imagination, but it seemed the doctor intentionally took a long time to accept the records, his beautiful and

the medical records and change the subject: “I performed a

Marguerite was overjoyed. “Really?”

doesn’t mean she’s fully recovered, she’ll still need

be cured within three

“No.”

Marguerite sighed deeply.

with her grandmother after divorcing Frederick had to be put

be leaving now.” Steven tucked the medical records under his arm, his hands in