Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 631

Marguerite pursed her lips, her eyes dulling at the mere thought of Maurice.

"He's playing a game with me. I bet he wants me to willingly walk down the aisle with him."

Miley was fuming, her words tangled in her anger:

"Is that guy out of his mind? It's practically a shotgun wedding, and he expects you to be all hearts and flowers about it? Wants your body and your soul? Greedy as a pig, that's impossible!"

Robert was gently steering the wheel, pondering over Marguerite's words, and soon offered a different perspective.

"Men and women think differently. Women care about love when it comes to marriage. But for a selfish guy like Maurice, whether you're willing or not doesn't matter. Forcing his way is a true display of power. There must be some compelling reason he hasn't married you yet."

Miley, ever curious, pressed on, "A compelling reason? Like what?"

Robert shrugged, "Who knows?"

that moment, Marguerite finally lifted her weary

couldn't care less. He can keep dragging his feet for all I care. Whoever wants to

mouth shut, disappointment etched on her face

Petal Fragrances, and they made their way through

play wingwoman with Robert,

about last night

teasingly asking, "What about

eyebrows suggestively, "Didn't something...

"Get your mind out of the gutter,

fell in

and I tried

stopped short, realizing the impropriety of discussing such matters in a public space, and awkwardly skirted around the issue, "I mean, skinship solves everything, right?

last night and the breakfast left by the man this morning, felt a mix

does your impatience do? I've already made my move, but if he's not into it, what can I do? It's not like I can force him. Nothing happened,