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.

Teresa, who was sitting

she, that she almost

a crumpled DNA test, unsure whether to ask

lived with Maurice for three years, only to find out that her real father

Teresa to crumple up the DNA test quickly

this yet! Because Frederick’s attitude was unclear, and if she told her mom, what would be the point

wait! At the very least, she had to wait until her mom and dad’s

took the milk offered by Marguerite and sipped slowly.

did she know, her actions had been noticed by

thing in Teresa’s hand was, he thought it was just her less than satisfactory

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

inhaled into his lungs, absent of the addictive nicotine, but it warmed his heart on

his phone, opened up the chat with Marguerite, and typed, [Thank you.]

the screen, and began to type in response.

you like the cigarette

[I like it.]