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.”

his chin, picturing Marguerite’s plain and simple image in his mind. He snapped his

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

mouth shut and didn’t say a word, clearly

he was going to divorce Marguerite in three months, she

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

silence, he seemed to know

Marguerite was completely unaware that missing a few

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

her grandmother

you a relative of

A pleasant male voice.

turned and found a handsome man standing

tall, at least 1.9 meters, with exquisite facial

were clear as a lake, and his lips were plump and rosy, exuding an elegant

not by

How could a man’s skin be even more

to glow, as if soaked in honey, so delicate it could be

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

back to reality and said, “Yes. Are

even more charmingly than

handed it to

but it seemed the doctor intentionally took a long time to accept the

awkward 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 her indicators are almost back

Marguerite was overjoyed. “Really?”

she’s fully

be cured within three

“No.”

Marguerite sighed deeply.

her grandmother after divorcing Frederick had to be put on

under his