Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 129

“You’re so rude!”

With a roar of shock, Powell picked up his cane and hurled it at Frederick.

Frederick stood there without dodging. The cane hit his waist, but it didn’t affect his mood at all.

The more indifferent Frederick was, the angrier Powell became.

“You’re treating marriage like a joke. You just get married when you feel like it? Have you discussed it with your family? Have you talked to me about it? I’m your father, why didn’t you tell me?”

Frederick replied, “Now you’re calling yourself a father, but when you abandoned my mother and me, you didn’t mention it. Dad, when did you start caring about my affairs?”

Powell was so angry that his blood pressure went up.

“Frederick!” he growled, his voice like a bell. “You always said she was innocent, now you’re married, are you lying to me? You’re too reckless!”

Frederick narrowed his eyes, a cold smile on his lips. “In the past, you deceived my mother into becoming your mistress without her knowing. You just wanted a moment of pleasure, but didn’t take any precautions…”

Just shut up!

rushed over and picked up the

endured the pain without moving, but his tone

for ten months, but you abandoned her and haven’t given her a

Say one more word

had already dropped his cane, his hand raised to hit Frederick, his

looked at him coldly,

proper status. Dad, today’s your birthday,

Powell asked word by word,

everyone, I, Frederick,

“You! You…”

his arm, Frederick’s provocative voice interrupted him. He paused, then asked

skyrocketed, his arm stopped in mid–air, then slowly lowered to his chest. Then there was a dull

you want everyone to laugh at the Winston family?

tall, his cold gaze fell mercilessly

ruthless,

the

a long time, but she hadn’t seen

self–service area and had some soup. A few

were talking about who’s having