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.

the man turned his head, his mouth quirking slightly, and asked, “Are you

was perplexed, “Scared of

were to publicly acknowledge you today, could you

a hint of desperate courage

bringing me here today already let many people know about me. Besides dealing with baseless

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

“Not scared,” Marguerite affirmed.

‘scared‘ simply didn’t exist

the man said, clasping her hand tightly again and leading her

him, a bit

would introduce her to the elders, but he was talking

to be like Yuna, trying to prove their

her, whether they go public or

nothing to lose. If she tangoed with the rich, she might not be

Yuna should be

Yuna dreamed of, Marguerite was getting it without lifting

must be fuming,

this moment, guests were

was exchanging pleasantries and