Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 197

Lavere chuckled, “I only realized this moming that my leg was fine But that’s not the point. You have to make a good impression on the young man’s mother Here, wear ther

The old woman pulled out a white dress, n Uneck, knee–length that exuded a sense of grace and elegance

Trust me, elders love thus kind of outfit Since you can’t wear makeup, you can only rely on your clothes”

Laverne had necked earlier, most human skin masks were made of silicone, makeup wouldn’t stick!

Marguerita was even more confused, “Grandma, how did you know I can’t wear makeup?”

She always felt that the old lady was strange today. Her numb legs recovered unexpectedly, and she even knew that her face couldn’t hold makeup?

What’s going on? Could it be that she’s overthinking again?

Laverne swallowed, feeling guilty as hell

Damn it, the was always careful, but she made mistakes today!

changing the subject and explaining. “Why would you wear makeup while you’re pregnant? It’s not good for the baby! Now don’t delay, hurry up and change your

react, she was pushed towards

this dress really flattered Marguerite’s figure, giving her an air of a well–bred

Jocelyn had agreed to meet at Mystic Table in the city center. Not long after Marguerite arrived, Jocelyn showed

wearing the same dress from last night, only with a light purple gem bracelet on her wrist. Clearly, she had just rushed over from the

this, Marguente promptly stood up to

raised her hand to signal, “No need

After sitting down in a fluster,

not as clean as those at home. It’s reassuring to clean them. Plus, since you’re pregnant, you have to be extra careful when

out

next to Marguerite, and then started to clean the second

smiled slightly, her slender hand holding the teacup was even more delicate than a

Jocelyn was much more approachable than Powell, she was tense all the way

have been the one cleaning the utensils, but she sat there as if paralyzed,

you wanted to talk about?” Marguente finally couldn’t hold it in and gathered

Marguente with a smile, her expression as calm as a placid lake. “You seemed quite bold last

She was bold

was alone, unsure of Jocelyn’s intentions. It was only

did Mr. Powell

cleaning all the utensils, had the waiter get some tea, and then filled a cup for