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

mansion was home to Frederick, but

had never

back.” Her tone returned to its usual

she was driven out of the mansion,

knowing the reason, Marguerite no longer wished to overthink due to a man’s words, imagining things

it was better to keep her distance

Chuck helplessly rubbed his temples, bypassing the front

It’s not easy for Mr. Winston to ask you back, don’t just

desk by Chuck, but

up the customer’s information and hadn’t had a

line of sight, “Marguerite! Laverne is seriously ill You must

body stiffened, her pupils

and disbelief in her eyes, “Grandma is

always, a man of few

was

How senous?

be that her old

the more scared she became. She thought, even Frederick, who hated her, had come

Marguerite no longer had

Frederick, her voice