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.

the first time, he

words were spot–on, each

of silence, he released Marguerite,

this, Marguente. You are nothing to me.

brave face, raising her

wont seck you out. But Mr. Winston, the same goes for you. I believe

that, Marguerite pushed Frederick away and walked out of the

was as

who had been on edge, finally relaxed She took deep breaths

She had used all her strength to

didn’t want any more ties with him, so she said the harshest, most infuriating things she

away, she also cut off

only when you never had something,

bombarded Marguerite with questions. “Did Mr. Winston come to see

took a few bites of the fish that had just been

worse. Enough about me, what’s up with your online date? He’s been late

issues. He’ll be here as soon as

could possibly

him, Marguente would have dragged

sip of her drink. For some reason,

off her black mask yet. “Take off the mask, Yuna

to probe further into the gossip. She could only glance at her phone screen, anxiously waiting for a response

text, she deleted it out of nowhere. She finally