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

to Frederick,

had never acknowledged her status, nor considered

tone returned

few days ago, she was driven out of the mansion, and now she was being asked

wished to overthink due to a man’s words, imagining things

so it was better to keep her

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

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

away from the front desk by Chuck, but she kept anxiously glancing

information

view once again, obstructing her line of sight, “Marguerite! Laverne is seriously ill You must go back and

body stiffened, her pupils dilating in

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

was as always, a

grandma was

How senous?

that her

had come to ask

Marguerite no longer

around the front desk to Frederick, her voice