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.

first time, he felt defeated

sarcastic, yet her words were spot–on, each one hitting

a moment of silence, he released

You are nothing to me. From now on, steer

on a brave face, raising her pale face, still

Winston, the same goes for

away and walked out of the

cold, proud silhouette was as composed

edge, finally relaxed She took deep breaths to calm her racing

suffocated Marguente. She had used all her strength to stand

with him, so she said the harshest,

away, she also cut off the hidden

all, only when you never had

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

of the fish that had

what’s up with your online date? He’s been late for

issues. He’ll be here as soon as

possibly

agree to meet him, Marguente would

took a sip of her drink. For some reason, the

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

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

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