Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 635

Yuna certainly didn't dare to confront Frederick directly.

If he were willing to marry her, would she really need to go to such lengths, enlisting Hackett's support to bolster her position?

She hemmed and hawed, saying nothing, but at the same time, she seethed with anger at Penelope for publicly embarrassing her.

Penelope had raised her voice in her rage, and now her throat was on fire, her whole body parched with thirst.

Miley quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it to Penelope.

With trembling hands, Penelope took a few sips and then, placing a hand over her heart, forced herself to calm down.

She let out a heavy sigh, her voice filled with earnest concern, "Yuna, you can't force love. Why push for something that's clearly not meant to be?"

Yuna clenched her jaw, her eyes wild as they swept across the room, "If Freddie doesn't want to marry me, then who does he want? After all, I've given him twins. And Marguerite? What has she left him with? Mother, why don't you ask Freddie if he loves Marguerite?"

were a clear indication of Frederick's supposed hatred

one thing Freddie despised most

him but had also

eyes, Freddie would love nothing more

had hurt Freddie time

at the hotel the previous day, it didn't take a genius to figure out it must have been Marguerite's doing her seduction, her temptation of

couldn't stand it any longer, interjected, "Mr. Winston's feelings for Marguerite

hysteria, shot back at Miley, "Then make him say it! Have Freddie admit with his

her eardrums were about to burst from Yuna's shrill

temples and glanced at Frederick with an expectant look, as if awaiting some

other hand, was

feelings for her, yet

longed for his response more than anyone else, but at the same time,

of a Jonah complex, a turmoil of hope and fear