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?

She couldn’t understand why

gaze darkened, his tone cold as ice,

taken aback, meeting his intimidating

daughter to get close to

a rush of panic. She feared that her past grudge with Frederick would affect

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

at the tone of their conversation. They clearly knew each

She puffed up her cheeks, acting according

the yard, the

the eaves. The wattage was low, so the light wasn’t bright. But she could

annoying though. The howling of the cold wind drowned out their conversation, and

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

around herself, explaining in a trembling voice, “It’s just a coincidence. I didn’t know your

distinct features were half buried in the shadows. He

was so unnerved by his stare, and while her eyes wandering

from the ceramic jar on the storage box and held it out to him, “Since you’re