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

home to

never acknowledged her status, nor considered

going back.” Her tone returned to its usual

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

to overthink due to a man’s words,

her, so it was better to

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

anymore! It’s not easy for Mr. Winston to ask

Chuck, but

pulled up the customer’s information and hadn’t

Marguerite’s view once again, obstructing her line of sight, “Marguerite! Laverne is seriously ill You

body stiffened, her pupils

to Frederick, deep concern and disbelief in her eyes, “Grandma

as always, a man of

was

How senous?

it be that her

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

of this, Marguerite no longer had any reason to

her