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 not to

that Frederick had never acknowledged her status, nor considered her as

tone returned to its

driven out of the mansion, and now she was being asked to

not knowing the reason, Marguerite no longer wished to overthink

was better to keep her

Chuck helplessly rubbed his temples, bypassing the front desk

for Mr. Winston to ask you

front desk by Chuck, but she kept anxiously glancing at

information and

her line of sight, “Marguerite! Laverne

body stiffened, her pupils dilating

deep concern and disbelief

always, a man

was seriously

How senous?

that her old illness had

thought, even Frederick, who hated her, had come to ask

no longer had any

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