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, but not

had never acknowledged her status, nor considered

going back.” Her tone returned to its usual

was driven out of the mansion, and now

overthink due to

it was better to

his temples, bypassing the

for Mr. Winston to ask you back, don’t

pulled away from the front desk by Chuck,

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

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

body stiffened, her pupils dilating in

her gaze to Frederick, deep concern and disbelief

always, a man of few words,

was seriously

How senous?

it be that her old illness

come

of this, Marguerite no longer had any reason to

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