Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 77

“Frederick, can I have a word?” Yuna Lockwood cautiously stepped forward, reaching out to lightly grasp the sleeve of Frederick Winston’s suit.

The look on Frederick’s face immediately darkened, and he coldly shook off her hand.

Marguerite Lockwood had just had an altercation with Yuna, and her anger was still simmering.

She knew that despite Frederick’s recent aid, it didn’t mean that their relationship would change substantially.

Frederick had never acknowledged her as his wife, and in three months, he would divorce her and marry Yuna.

This was an unchangeable fact.

Marguerite knew her predicament. Now that Yuna had came to him, the dispute between her and Frederick was their business.

She had no obligation to intervene.

Lifting her head, Marguerite found an excuse to leave. “The patent for Polar Radiance perfume needs to be resubmitted today, I need to check on it at the company. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way. You two can continue your chat.”

Frederick’s face immediately darkened, but before he could say anything, Marguerite had already turned to leave.

Seeing this, Yuna hastily clung to Frederick’s arm, pleading in a low voice:

“Frederick, please, just hear me out. I’ll leave as soon as I’ve said my piece, I swear…”

around them

public, Frederick had no choice but to lead her to the parking

Yuna quickly hopped into the

wanna say, just say it.” Frederick’s

care about me at all? I’m being backed into a corner by Marguerite. How could I have ended up working as a fitting model in that

seemed yesterday. That perfume was my design, and I was the one who gave the

the perfume was meant to be a deep green. Marguerite’s light green

now everyone online is bashing me, painting me as the villain. Frederick, I feel so

you’re all I have left. Can you trust me

slid down Yuna’s cheeks, and her breath hitched with the intensity of her

woman in front of him, Frederick felt

the creator of the perfume is doesn’t

a point to smell the perfume that Yuna

could still only smell

Yuna said, to Frederick, it all

Yuna attempted to justify herself, Frederick’s

if Yuna couldn’t produce the scent of the Polar Radiance

and turning to Yuna, he

her body going

up, revealing something

her

to shed tears. She sniffled and

no idea what you’re talking about. I don’t remember what Marguerite looked like when we were kids, I only remember that the first time I saw her

Marguerite undergone

this in silence,