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 Frederick, but

very well that Frederick had never acknowledged

going back.” Her tone returned to its

ago, she was driven out of the mansion, and

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

fluctualing emotions scared her, so it was

rubbed his temples, bypassing the front desk to pull Marguente aside, whispering in a reproachful

ask you back, don’t just stand

away from the front desk by Chuck, but she

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

to block Marguerite’s view once again, obstructing her line of sight, “Marguerite!

her

to Frederick, deep concern and disbelief in

a man

grandma was seriously

How senous?

that her

Marguerite thought about it, the more scared she became. She thought, even Frederick, who hated her, had come to

no longer had

front desk to Frederick, her voice filled with urgency,