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

was home to Frederick, but not to

Frederick had never acknowledged her

tone

out of the

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

fluctualing emotions scared her, so it was better to keep her

his temples, bypassing the

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

by Chuck, but she kept anxiously

customer’s information and hadn’t had a chance

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

stiffened, her pupils

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

as always, a man

grandma was

How senous?

her old

the more scared she became. She thought, even Frederick, who hated her, had come to ask her to go back. Could it be that her grandma’s

of this, Marguerite no longer had

her voice