Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 150

Frederick’s abrupt question took Marguente by surprise.

The way he asked, it was as if he knew all along about her sapphire necklace.

But she had lost that necklace, so there was no way Frederick could have seen it around Yuna’s neck.

¦ Perhaps he was just following up on the shop owner’s comment.

Tlost It Marguerite admitted, her eyes betraying her unease

Frederick’s eyes tumed ley upon hearing this

Marguerits was puzzled Why was he getting so worked up over her fost necklace?

Especially when Yuna didn’t even have it in the first place

Marguente ruminated on this, suddenly regretting bringing Frederick to this photo studio.

To Frederick, she was Yuno, but to the shop owner, she was Marguerite.

Even though the owner didn’t know her real name.

What surprised her was that the shop owner remembered things from many years agol

to talk, her cover might be

birthday today, and I want to capture

down his pipe. “No problem! Sit over there,

agreed white Frederick’s brows furrowed even

old, decrepit photo studio was still

though Frederick had been transported back

not thrilled, but seeing the excitement in the woman before him, he didn’t want to

then motioned for them to

center, but the shop owner

still too far apart! Can you smile a bit? It’s your birthday, where’s

up straight, not moving

willing to get. Every lime she moved closer to him, her heart

unmoving, the shop owner was

you having a big smile when you took photos with your grandma! Whats up today?

Frederick put his arm around Marguerite and pulled her into

Click-

went off as the shutter clicked, and the shop owner said with satisfaction, “Nice! Looks like a wedding photo! Do you guys want

her shoulder, and Frederick’s arm slid

take about a week to develop the photo. Is your phone number

thank you” Marguerite answered politely, then got

and walked over to Marguerite. “Miss,

old photos were kept by her

of the big fire, they pulled out all their photos, but after moving into the low–rent house, she didn’t know where her

them

that her grandmother had lost her memory, she couldn’t remember anything about herself, let