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.

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

she, that she almost

out a crumpled DNA test, unsure whether to ask her

find out that her real father was someone

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

wait! At the very least, she had to

offered by

had been noticed by Frederick outside

the crumpled thing in Teresa’s hand was, he thought it was just her less

began to howl outside, but he was too engrossed in the scene inside, oblivious to the cold. He watched as Marguerite and Teresa chatted warmly, unable to resist taking out a cigarette

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

opened up the chat with

began to type in response.

you like the cigarette holder?]

[I like it.]