Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 100

Laverne took Yuna’s hand and strolled out. She then stopped and said to Chuck with a casual tone, “Hey, Chuck, come with us!”

Chuck couldn’t just leave Laverne in Yuna’s hands. He had a hunch that Yuna might be playing nice with Laverne, so he accepted it and tagged along.

Soon the villa fell into an eerie silence.

Marguerite stood alone in the middle of the living room. The opulence of the massive house made her figure look even more lonesome.

Neither Frederick nor her grandma glanced at her when they left. She felt like a small fry that everyone overlooked.

At that moment, Sadie descended from upstairs with a neatly folded bathrobe and towel. She related Marguerite’s bad mood to her quarrel with Mr. Winston the night before.

She stopped beside Marguerite and asked tentatively. “Miss Lockwood, Mr. Winston is at the estate’s pool. Maybe you should go see him?”

Marguerite snapped back to reality. She bypassed Sadie and headed for the stairs, “No need.”

“Miss Lockwood!” Sadie called out to Marguerite in a sincere tone, “Have you ever wondered why Mr. Winston is upset?”

Marguerite stopped, turned around, and gave her a wry smile, “Does that need a reason?”

Sadie sighed and shoved the bathrobe into Marguerite’s arms.

you’ve been living with Mr. Winston for almost a

surprise, then she immediately dismissed it, “Impossible! He thinks I have ulterior

I admit Mr. Winston hated you in the beginning. But people change. Can’t you see how drastically

Jealous? Jealous of Steven?

her head violently. “That’s just

at all, why would he be so possessive?” Sadie frowned, “Miss Lockwood, as

does hate you. The truth is you won’t be able to divorce until two months later. You

swallowing your pride sometimes doesn’t mean you lose your dignity. It’s just to make your upcoming days a bit easier. Sweet–talk him,

say; she

Marguerite’s place to probe into Frederick’s true

could divorce Frederick. Since they had to live together, she needed to take a step

second, Marguerite can only agree, “Lead the way to the pool.

up and hurried to escort Marguerite

at the top

few laps and was taking a break

wearing swimming trunks so his entire body was exposed under the

muscles under the sunlight, catching Marguerite’s

really had a great

shoulders, a firm chest, and eight–pack abs like a fitness trainer, were

but blush. Her breathing also

to look any longer,

handed her a bottle