Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 127

Marguerite posed a question, her eyes suddenly becoming complex, “Do you see me as a lover or a wife?”

Truth be told, it was a question that she’d been itching to ask.

How exactly did this man view her?

Did he see her as his lawful wife? Well, Frederick never seemed to acknowledge that.

And treating her as a lover didn’t seem right either, because lovers at least had love, something Marguerite didn’t feel.

She had been living with Frederick for a full month. They’d cuddled in bed, and they’d kissed.

Except for the most intimate interaction, they’d done pretty much everything else.

Marguerite wasn’t sure why she was so hung up on labels, but she knew she was always harbouring a glimmer of hope.

If only Frederick would say, “You mean nothing to me.” she could stop blaming herself for being pregnant.

mouth quirking slightly, and

perplexed, “Scared

I were to publicly acknowledge you today, could you bear the responsibility that comes with

hint of

bringing me here today already let many people know about me. Besides dealing with baseless rumors, what else do

when I say ‘acknowledge‘, I mean letting everyone know. Therefore, you’ll have to bear much more than

“Not scared,” Marguerite affirmed.

‘scared‘ simply didn’t

good,” the man said, clasping her hand tightly

followed him, a bit

about how Frederick would introduce her to the elders, but he was talking about going public

didn’t want to be like Yuna, trying to prove their relationship to

whether they go public or not

she had nothing to lose. If she tangoed with the rich,

of? Yuna

the thing Yuna dreamed of, Marguerite was getting it without lifting

be fuming,

guests were pouring

pleasantries and chatting