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

mansion was home to Frederick, but not to

well that Frederick had never acknowledged her

going back.” Her tone returned

ago, she was driven out of the

overthink due to a

scared her, so it was better to keep her

growing more unpleasant, Chuck helplessly rubbed his temples, bypassing the

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

front desk by Chuck, but she

pulled up the customer’s information and

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

body stiffened, her

her gaze to Frederick, deep concern and disbelief in

always, a man of few words,

was

How senous?

that her old illness

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 illness had

Marguerite no longer

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