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 gaze to Miley, forcing a tight

can keep dragging his feet for all

mouth shut, disappointment etched on her face but logged the conversation in her

Petal Fragrances, and

efforts to play wingwoman with Robert, couldn't contain her renewed interest and bubbled

last night

her a look, teasingly

her eyebrows suggestively,

in exasperation, "Get your mind out

face fell in

hard Robert and I tried to set

public space, and awkwardly skirted around the issue, "I mean, skinship solves everything, right? Haven't you and Mr.

night and the breakfast left by the man

does your impatience do? I've already made my move, but if he's not into it, what can I do? It's not