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

she knew very well that Frederick had never acknowledged her status, nor considered her as

back.” Her tone

was driven out of the mansion, and now she was being

longer wished to overthink due to a man’s

was better to keep

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

not easy for Mr. Winston to ask you

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

information and hadn’t had a chance to look

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

stiffened, her pupils dilating

deep concern and disbelief in her eyes, “Grandma is

always, a man of few

grandma was seriously

How senous?

her old

hated her, had come to ask her to go back. Could it be that her grandma’s illness

longer had any reason

around the front desk to Frederick, her voice