Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 213

mpanying her geen how busy! was From the moment he sat down, he was caught up in a f

parte endered a tapis, and quickly est hed ut a tow dishes on the menu

dred Pradang khung up the phone, Marquent was already happily digging m

the fandom was bubbing away, the arding of chores was tickling her none. Marguente picked up a piece of jalapeño, and was about to eat it when

Ark swoopet in. “Who wand you could wat sphy food?”

(klanjaritia khakisa, I know you can’t eat eploy fond, that a why I noderad other stuff You can have the lead stick and sausage”

A Marguente woke she tried to continue but found rodenck’s grip was too strong

Marguerite puzzled. “What are you doing?”

Froderick stared at her without saying a word, gostaid for the walter, and astonishingly, he took the plate of palapeño

“When you’re pregnant you need to be careful with what you eat you can’t keep making trips to the hospital

was showing concem for

avoided his gaze, her

she’d

couldn’t understand why his sudden appearances could

it, the chaos in

burbulent emotions and tried to annoy him, “The baby I’m carrying isn’t

about to explode upon hearing this but recalling Marguerite’s expression

tense again Marguente obediently had bread stick, eating without

frustration and suddenly

“Not yet”

joke slipping out. Is it because I’m getting too much of

little Frederick’s response caught Marquente off guard,

the supposed to know that no matter how much property she received,

throat, a sense of

a hint of melancholy. “Time flies, it’s already been two months in one more mont we’ll be divorced. But we never hved like a normal

Frederick chuckled “True”

that, silence

speaking lightly. Marguente felt as if the

amed couple, we

widened her eyes, her forced smide particularly strained, “Since we couldn’t live like a normal i should at least be open minded after the divorce How about on the day of our divorce, we come here for a farewell meal, each of us

“Do you really