Chapter 464

In a heartbeat, Marguerite’s spirits plummeted to rock bottom.

Life is riddled with too many regrets.

The regret that haunted her was not knowing she was loved when it mattered, and by the time she realized, the one who loved her had already departed.

Why do we always miss our chances?

Marguerite couldn’t fathom the reason, her helplessness rendering her powerless.

Had Frederick truly lost all affection for her? The more she pondered, the sadder she became, vexed at how brutally frank men could be with their

words.

With a sharp snap, she closed the menu and stood up resolutely, “I’ve lost my appetite. Take me home.”

Marguerite headed for the door, but his warning voice exploded like a bombshell, “Stop right there.”

and she turned with a

hands, with their distinct knuckles, gracefully tracing the contours of the teacup, every movement reeking of elegance.

this weather, sit down.

outside left her no choice but to compromise. She wouldn’t be able to hail a cab in such atrocious

to her seat just as he

the dishes arrived, Marguerite had

with a perverse satisfaction

pleasure in this moment. He wanted her to experience the pain he

his inner peace and justify their entanglement as something

Marguerite and casually inquired,

then picked up her fork and

except

wasn’t that foolish!

strength to

for the first time and refused

not, why

was driving Marguerite to the brink of madness!

meal in a sullen silence,

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