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

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

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

divorce Marguerite in three

Frederick’s woman be dressed in rags? Jewelry was a

to know what to

completely unaware that missing a

a meeting with her grandmother’s doctor and went straight to

ward, just finished helping her grandmother

a

A pleasant male voice.

turned and found a

was tall, at least 1.9

lake, and his lips were plump and rosy, exuding an elegant

captivated, not by his

surprised. How could a man’s skin be

as if soaked in honey, so delicate it could be

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

snapped back to reality and said, “Yes. Are

more charmingly than

out a thick folder from her canvas bag and handed it to

it seemed the doctor intentionally took a long time to accept the records,

change the subject: “I performed a check–up on your grandmother last night and her indicators are almost back to normal.

Marguerite was overjoyed. “Really?”

fully recovered, she’ll

“Will she be

“No.”

Marguerite sighed deeply.

her grandmother after divorcing Frederick had to be put

Steven tucked the medical records under his arm, his hands in his pockets, exuding a