Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 172

Fredrick’s paranola was stilling, making Marguerite feel suffocated

He was a long standing at the pinnacle of the world, able to manipulate everyone with just a few words. How could the possibly keep track of his every move?

Feeling cornered by him, Marguerite gritted her teeth and tried to remain composed. “Mr. Winston,” she said, her voice calm, “You give me too much credit. Whether or not I know your whereabouts, you’re here, leaving your girlfriend alone waiting. Shouldn’t I interpret it as I am more worthy of your attention than Yuna?”

Marguerite couldn’t find words to refute him, she knew he wouldn’t believe her. She decided to change her tactics and quickly end this standofi

Yet, she realized there was some truth in her words.

If the didn’t mean anything to him, why would he leave Yuns to find her?

Deep down, Marguente knew that this man’s attention had nothing to do with love, it was all about hatred

In fact, his hatred for her surpassed his love for Yuna

Frederick’s eyes locked onto Marguerite, his voice filled with mockery and contempt, “Marguerite, don’t flatter yourself.”

Marguerite held her own, her words sharp and precise, “Mr. Winston, isn’t my self–flattery a product of your Indulgence? Every little thing I do, you get upset. If you cuspect me of ulterior motives, wouldn’t the best course of action be to ignore me?”

Frederick was speechless.

time, he felt defeated by a

knew she was being sarcastic, yet her words were spot–on, each one hitting him

a moment of silence, he released Marguerite, his gaze colder

this, Marguente. You are nothing to me. From now on, steer clear of

brave face, raising her pale face, still wearing her

But Mr. Winston, the same goes for

Frederick away and

was as

of his sight, Marguente, who had been on edge, finally

suffocated Marguente. She had used all her

want any more ties with him, so she said the harshest, most infuriating things

pushed him away, she also cut off the hidden hope

only when you never had something,

questions. “Did Mr. Winston come to see you? What did you guys talk about?

of

go well, it got worse. Enough about me, what’s up with your online

be

could possibly take

him, Marguente would have dragged Miley

drink. For some reason, the

at Miley, who hadn’t taken off her black mask yet. “Take off

her phone screen, anxiously waiting for a response to her message

typing a long string of text, she deleted it out of nowhere. She finally gave up