Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 324

Frederick’s banage of questions left Marguerite feeling utterly humiliated She finally understood that Frederick didin’t need a reason to invite her for dinner. He was just out for revenge, to humiliate her, to vent his spleen without restraint.

All the bittemess of the past three years was erupting all at once.

Marguente felt a deep pain inside, as if Frederick was pulling aport her dignity thread by thread and grinding it into the dirt

But she did betray him What else could she do but silently endure?

And finally, she saw a satisfied look on Frederick’s face at her hurt expression.

The waiter served their delicious food at that moment Marguerite, not wanting to respond to Frederick’s words, buried herself in her meal. But as soon as the waiter left, Frederick’s mobile phone rang.

He answered it night in front of Marguerite, his voice gentle, “Just finished work having dinner, no, I’m with Marguerite. we’re catching up…

He suddenly handed the phone to Marguerite. “Yuna wants to have a word with you.”

So the call was from Yuna. No wonder his tone softened a bit. But what could Yuna possibly want to say to her? To show off her happy life these past years, or to mock her for not doing as well?

Marguente instinctively rejected the idea, but she took the phone anyway, her tone mechanical, “Hello?”

“Marguerite, I wanted to say hello yesterday. Did you get the bracelet? Did your daughter like it?”

Marguerite was surprised. Yuna wasn’t showing off anything or mocking her. She was even being quite sweet.

“I haven’t given it to her yet” Marguerite replied

“I see… Marguente, we’ve missed you these years. If it’s alright with you, Frederick and I would like to invite you to dinner next time. What do you think?” Invite her to dinner? So she was showing off after all. Of course, Yuna was never one to be genuine. But Marguente didn’t expose her, she just replied good–naturedly, “Sure, no problem. But I should be the one to treat you next time, consider it a welcome meal”

Marguerite glanced at Frederick as she spoke, only to find his gaze on her even colder.

“Could you give the phone back to Frederick? I need to say a few more things to him.”

“Sure.” Marguerite handed the phone back to Frederick, but he ended the call immediately and placed his phone face down on the table.

she wanted to

reply, but instead asked, “How does it

“What?”

years. Must

answered, she’d just be inviting more humiliation. But she

“Pardon me?”

as fake as

prepared, Frederick’s words still stung. She took

and lightly tapped it on the table, saying. I think we’d both

eyes widened in surprise. He knew about her visits

been caught red handed,

his job. Don’t make him lose

the security guard who

to Frederick the day after Marguerite’s visit to the mansion, saying that a woman who looked exactly like Yuna had been lurking around the

several times

this, Frederick had

unable to say a word in her tumultuous

from his wallet, stand up

questions left Marguerite feeling utterly humiliated. She finally understood that Frederick didn’t need a reason to invite her

the bitterness of the past three years was erupling all at

deep pain inside, as if Frederick was pulling apart her dignity thread by thread and grinding it

did betray him. What else could she

saw a satisfied look on Frederick’s face at her hurt

Marguerite, not wanting to respond to Frederick’s words, buried herself in her meal

front of Marguerite, his voice gentle, “Just finished work… having dinner… no, I’m with Marguente…

phone to Marguerite “Yuna wants to have a word

Yuna. No wonder his tone softened a bit. But what could Yuna possibly want to say to her? To show off her happy life these

she took the phone anyway, her

Did you get the bracelet? Did your daughter

off anything or mocking her She

to her yet.” Marguente

So she was showing off after all. Of course, Yuna was never one to be genuine.

only