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?

unpleasant. She couldn’t understand why things

gaze darkened, his tone

aback, meeting

to get close to my

felt a rush of panic. She feared that her past grudge with

she said, “Honey, go upstairs first. I need to have

tone of their conversation. They clearly knew each

upstairs! She puffed up her cheeks, acting according to Marguerite’s

Marguerite and Frederick left the house and stood in the yard, the little

outside was pitch black, with a dim light hanging under the eaves. The wattage was low, so the light wasn’t bright. But she could still see the

though. The howling of the cold wind

a beige linen dress, covered with a long knitted cardigan. She felt a shiver as soon as she left the villa and sneezed due

her cardigan tighter around herself, explaining in a trembling voice, “It’s just a coincidence. I didn’t know your son was in the same class

half buried in the shadows. He remained silent, his intense gaze

stare, and while her eyes wandering

the ceramic jar on