Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 332

Suddenly, the whole living room was dipped into an awkward silence.

Teresa glanced at Frederick, then at Marguerite, and quickly broke the silence, “Mommy, is daddy not home yet?”

Marguerite’s gaze remained on the man. She stood still, replying mechanically, “Your daddy’s working late.”

Frederick abruptly let go of Teresa’s small hand, his eyes full of hostility towards Marguerite.

“How… how did you end up with Teresa?” Marguerite was puzzled, her disbelief evident.

Taking the opportunity, Teresa observed the expressions of the two, then deliberately explained, “Mommy, this is Hayes‘ dad. Oh yeah, Hayes is my classmate and my good friend. I went over to his house to play.”

Marguerite was suddenly taken aback.

Hayes? The less–favored child in the Winston family! He was in the same class as Teresa?

increasingly unpleasant. She couldn’t understand why things always coincided so

darkened, his tone cold as ice,

aback, meeting

your daughter to get close to my

feared that her past grudge

looked at Teresa, forcing calm into her voice as she said, “Honey, go

at the tone of their conversation. They clearly knew each

wouldn’t really go upstairs! She puffed up her cheeks, acting according

and stood in the yard, the little girl quickly hid in the

dim light hanging under the eaves. The wattage was low, so the light wasn’t bright. But she could still see the long

annoying though. The howling of the cold wind drowned out their conversation, and Teresa couldn’t

covered with a long knitted cardigan. She felt a

just a coincidence. I didn’t know your son was in the same class as Teresa, let

features were half buried in the shadows. He remained silent, his intense gaze never

was so unnerved by his stare, and while her eyes wandering in panic, she spotted the outdoor storage box

then quickly moved past Frederick, taking a car key from the ceramic jar on the storage box