Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 241

Morgu, na shook her head, her voice tinged with a whine. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Why are you crying if it doesn’t hurt?”

Marguerite puffed out her chicks, her gaze falling on Jocelyn’s retreating figure. She retorted stubbornly, I’m not crying, I didn’t even shed a tear”

Frederick followed her gaze and -huckled, “So, you like my mom?”

Marguerite turned her gute back i Frederick, nodding earnestly. “Yes”

“How much do you like hei?”

“Very much,”

Marguerite furrowed her brows, noticing that Frederick was acting differently today. “Why are you talking nonsense today?”

Why to explain about liking someone?

Frederick’s face got gloomy, and he unceremoniously shoved an ice pack into Marguerite’s hands. “Ice it yourself.”

Marguerite was confused.

did she do to make

for a while, Jocelyn beckoned

great cook. In under an hour, she had whipped

a bowl of chicken soup, and a plate of steak and roasted vegetables, “Eat some carrots and cabbage. They help prevent constipation, during

widened as she

been silent, finally spoke

eyes squinting until they resembled crescents. “Right, right. I just noticed Marguerite only eating meat and not vegetables, so I

sat across from them, her elbow propped up on the table as she watched them, not picking up her cutlery. “Marguerite, I haven’t cooked in three

Both the carrots and cabbage are great. Jocelyn, did you

compliment. “Yes. When Frederick and I were driven out and lived in the countryside for a while. He was young then, and I was worried about

in the

“Yes.”

seemed ready to open up to Marguerite, but before she

mind, never mind. If

about Jocelyn and Frederick being driven out of the Winston family, but she never knew they

young, she had met a mother and son on

starving and looked pitiful, but their manners and demeanor were clearly

this, Marguerite studied

fading, she felt that Jocelyn’s demeanor was very similar to the woman she

both ladies of a prestigious family, gentle

to return

he would be upset, and simply nodded in

of Lisette’s photos. “Don’t worry. I have a