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.”

plain and simple image in his mind. He snapped his fingers and immediately

you. But Marguerite is your wife, right? Where’s the look of a rich wife from top to bottom? Those worn–out tracksuits look like rags, not

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

to divorce Marguerite in three months, she was

dressed in

to

was completely unaware that missing a

her grandmother’s doctor and went straight to Stonebridge Memorial Hospital after leaving the

finished helping her grandmother clean up,

a relative of

A pleasant male voice.

found a handsome man

tall, at least 1.9 meters, with

glasses, his eyes were clear as a lake, and

was captivated, not by his

How could a man’s skin

to glow, as if soaked in

stepped forward with

reality and

even more charmingly

quickly pulled out a thick folder from her canvas bag and handed it to Steven. “These are my grandmother’s previous medical records. I’m counting

gracefully accepted it. Marguerite wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but it seemed the doctor intentionally took a long

subject: “I performed

Marguerite was overjoyed. “Really?”

she’s fully recovered, she’ll still

frowned. “Will she be

“No.”

Marguerite sighed deeply.

plan to leave with her grandmother after divorcing

there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now.” Steven tucked the medical records under his arm, his hands in his pockets, exuding a