Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 227

Marguerite’s voice watted over to Frederick, causing him to feel slightly dazed. He didn’t have an appetite, yet the spectacle of Marguerite feeding him was unprecedented. He had never even imagined such a moment could occur.

Was she expressing concern for him?

Frederick was at a loss, mechanically opening his mouth to accept the morsel of food.

Marguerite laughed, ‘See, you can eat it, can’t you? But it seems like you need someone to feed you.”

After saying this, Marguerite pushed the plate into Frederick’s hands. However, he was left staring blankly at the utensils in his palm.

He still had no appetite.

He placed the plate and utensils on the bedside table. Marguerite leaned against the French window, facing Frederick, a thread of compassion lacing through her heart.

“If you don’t mind, would you like to share what’s on your mind?”

remained fixed on the scenery outside the window. Marguerite was unsure what he was looking at, let alone

he was merely zoning out, but his state of detachment

a prolonged silence, Frederick finally

been for my mom, to secure a place for her in the Winston family. But it seems that I’m

had never seen Frederick reveal such emotions in front of her. He

state of siege he and Jocelyn faced within the Winston family, but she could imagine how precarious their situation would

words to comfort him, she tried to

being overly humble! Who are you? You’re the legendary Frederick! Who wouldn’t tremble at

his gaze to Marguerite, his usually sharp eyes now softened, “If I were really that powerful, would the

wasn’t Maurice who defeated

Frederick had been an almost mythical figure

had transformed the Winston Group into one of the most prestigious

he was revered as a

himself may have come to believe

in the business world. His success today is the result of his struggles as an

Everyone has their weaknesses.

was delusional to think he could topple Frederick, he struck

real

him had