Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 164

This gave Marguente a case of illusion

It was the that typical couple spots at the break of dawn only to reconcile at dusk, no matter how great the conflict, that sanctuary called “home” could always reconnect them

Marguerite felt like the was losing her mind, her volce trembling barely above a whisper. “What did you say?”

Frederick was table, unaware of the complexity of Marguente’s emotions at the moment.

Ha clubbornly took Marguerite’s disbelief as feigned ignorance, staring at her, his cold gaze silent.

Chuck, standing behind, was anxious, wondering why Mr. Winston and Marguente could never communicate effectively.

He clenched his fist, humedly stepping in to defuse the situation, “Marguente, Mr. Winston is asking you to come home!”

Ever since Frederick mentioned Marguerite returning home, her gaze remained fixed on his face.

She saw his indifferent demeanor from start to finish, which ironically sobered Marguente up

was home to

that Frederick had never acknowledged her status, nor

Her tone returned to its

ago, she was driven out of

longer wished to overthink due to a

fluctualing emotions scared her, so it was better to keep her distance from

unpleasant, Chuck helplessly rubbed his temples, bypassing the front desk to pull Marguente aside, whispering in a reproachful

easy for Mr. Winston to ask you back, don’t just stand there! Don’t piss Mr. Winston

by Chuck, but she

the customer’s information and

his large body to block Marguerite’s view once again, obstructing her line of sight, “Marguerite! Laverne is seriously ill You must go

stiffened, her pupils dilating

and disbelief in her eyes,

always, a man of

was seriously

How senous?

be that her

who hated her, had come to ask her to go back. Could it be that

no longer had any reason

the front desk to Frederick, her voice filled with urgency, “I’ll go back with