Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 277

Zoe froze on the spot, taking a moment to process what she had just heard.

The call was from Chuck? And he was planning to rent out the entire restaurant to confess his feelings to someone?

But Zoo remembered what she had heard from Hammond; Chuck was a bachelor who had little interest in women. How could it be possible for him to make such a grond gesture?

Did that mean the person who was doing it would be…

The mere thought made Zoe feel deliriously happy. As soon as the cashier hung up the phone, she quickly paid her bill and rushed back to Yuna.

“Yunal Great news! Mr. Winston is going to confess his feelings for you in four days! I overheard Chuck making a call to the cashier. Mr. Winston has booked the entire restaurant for you, and they’ll be setting up the place in the next couple of days!”

Yuna’s eyes widened in surprise, “Really?”

“Of course! I heard it with my own ears, how could it be false? I knew it was a good thing when Laverne passed away! It has accelerated your progress with Mr Winston!”

Zoe and Yuna lightly embraced each other in shared excitement. But what Zoe didn’t see was the manic happiness and arrogance in Yuna’s eyes, and the hair she had anxiously pulled from her scalp clutched tightly in her fist

kept busy at the funeral home,

would then go to the Bluebell Bistro to personally set

was the

laid to rest tomorrow, Frederick would bring her to the venue in the evening and candidly express his feelings for her Surrounded by roses and tulips, Frederick was growing

new to him

afraid that Marguerite wouldn’t like it, and also worried that she would think the setup was too

adjusting the lights. With a press of a button, the

to see this romantic

I’ve looked through many stage designs and wedding ceremonies, both domestic and

Chuck asked, “Mr. Winston, have you thought about what you’re going

Frederick finally looked up

was he going

Between the funeral home and planning this grand gesture, he hadn’t had time

expression was slightly guilty, as if he felt he hadn’t done

and said, “It’s normal for you not to know, after all, you’ve never been in love! But I’ve read romance novels! I

to a woman!

something like, Marguerite, I love you. My love for you is as constant as the transition from night to dawn, from

he scratched his nose awkwardly. “That sounds a bit cheesy. She doesn’t seem like the kind of woman