Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 323

Marguerite’s mind went blank, and she found herself involuntanly moving forward, taking a seat in the passenger side of the car

“Where to?”

Marguente was dazed, but before she could respond, her stomach grumbled loudly

Frederick was silent for a while, then started the engine and without expression, uttered two words, “Dinner then

The joumey was quiet, the narrow space filled with a peaceful silence. She could hear his steady breathing and the familiar scent that clung to him

Back when they were at LuxeScents International, he often smelled of various perfumes due to his work. But despite his change in occupation and absence of perfume, Marquerte could still detect a distinct scent that was uniquely his

Has he been well these past few years? Has his sense of smell recovered? Marquente had so many questions, but none she could voice out.

Their destination was Bluebell Bistro, the place where Frederick had planned to confess his feelings for Marguente And he had specifically chosen a table on the

terrace.

of course, was

as Frederick looked around, the

hatred, effectively piercing

wind howled, and the waiter kindly

appetizers, the awkward silence descended once

a reunion with Frederick

thought that they could

and tried to make conversation. “Bluebell Bistro closed down for three years I didn’t

love confession, but the plan was canceled due to the betrayal of his lover. Hence, the man bought the

“betrayal‘ sent chills down Marguerite’s

indifferent, as if he was talking about someone else’s story, but in reality,

had been betrayed, just avoid

the comer of his lips. “Perhaps, it was

“Foolish?”

retorted, “Isn’t it

a calculated marriage, yet constantly pondering on how to confess his