Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 373

Frederick didn’t expect that Teresa was actually upset.

Her childish, petulant anger, however, did not anger him. On the contrary, he found it somewhat endearing.

But why was this little girl so insistent on him being her step-dad? That was something he couldn’t quite wrap his head around.

With a shake of his head, Frederick’s attention was diverted to Marguerite, who was emerging from the villa, scooping Teresa up in her arms as she returned home.

Teresa, with one arm wrapped around Marguerite’s neck and the other scratching her head, seemed to be pondering something.

The sight of them together, though, was heartwarming.

Unable to resist, Frederick got off the car, instinctively walking towards the villa, wanting to catch another glimpse of this sweet mother-daughter duo through the large windows.

In the living room.

warm some milk for Teresa, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, rummaging

she, that she almost stick her

pulled out a crumpled DNA test, unsure whether to ask

to find out

gentle voice rang out, causing Teresa to crumple up the DNA test

her mom about this yet! Because Frederick’s attitude was unclear, and if she told her mom, what

very least, she had to wait until her mom and dad’s relationship warmed

the milk offered by Marguerite and sipped

did she know, her actions had been noticed by Frederick outside the

realize what the crumpled thing in Teresa’s hand was, he thought it

was too engrossed in the scene inside, oblivious to the cold. He watched as Marguerite and Teresa chatted warmly,

his lungs, absent of the addictive nicotine,

opened up the

Marguerite felt her phone vibrate, quickly glanced at the screen, and began to type in response. Her actions were hurried

like

[I like it.]