Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 174

Seeing Frederick’s obvious hesitation, Yuna took advantage of the situation to tightly hug Frederick’s waist, sobbing and whimpenng.

Freddie, I am the one who loves you most! It was me who brought you bread fifteen years ago! Marguerite just scalded herself, what’s the big deal? Why are you so nervous? Freddie, I am your fiancée! I was the one who wanted to marry you, not her! Please, I beg you, don’t go looking for her, I beg you…”

Yuna spoke with tears streaming down her face, causing the man’s waist to become damp and his body rigid.

His foot, which had just stepped forward, hesitated, unsure whether to retreat or continue forward.

Meanwhile, at the other end.

Miley, flushed with anger, grabbed the walter’s collar. In her excitement, she accidentally spat in his face.

“You did that on purpose! We ordered drinks, we didn’t need extra water! You poured the water, that’s fine, but it was boiling hot! Tell me, did someone order you to do this?”

“Miss I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! I would never have done it if I knew she was pregnant!”

Miley immediately caught on to his slip, “So you admit it! What exactly were you planning to do?”

even more nervous, stammering without

water was hot, and you planned to pour it on her! I

know anything I really don’t know anything.

He wasn’t lying.

the woman in the private room at all. She asked him to

he know this woman

he wouldn’t have dared to do

Marguerite remained silent, staring at her wet leg, enduring the pain without a

skin,

only lasted a second, followed by excruciating

sticking to her jeans. Any

of fight, continued to confront the waiter, her

grabbed Miley’s hand, struggling to say, “Don’t make it hard

purpose! I saw it clearly, this man went to the private room and whispered with Yuna, then came out and spilled water on you!”

bit her lip, “You

really saw it!” Miley stomped her foot, her eyes shooting daggers, “I’m going to complain to Mr. Winston! You may

Marguerite quickly grabbed Miley’s hand, lowered her voice

what she said earler, Frederick won’t

like this, it