Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 666

Fred and Rob wrapped up their conversation in a hurry, and then Fred made his way to the shadows, wrapping his arm around Maggie as they headed back to the Maybach.

"When did the Maggie I know start getting so insecure? If you've done nothing wrong, what are you hiding from?"

Maggie puffed out her cheeks and sighed, "I'm worried about him being stuck in the middle."

"Did you catch what he said just now?"

"Yeah." Maggie was lost in thought, her emotions a mix of everything.

"I hate to admit it, but you do have a certain charm about you."

Saying this, Fred helped Maggie into the car. Once settled, she turned to face him:

"What charm?"

Under the moonlight, her eyes shone so brightly that a flicker of something passed through Fred's gaze.

"A kind... that makes everyone like you."

Hearing this, a rare smile crossed Maggie's face.

to comfort me. Not everyone likes me. Hackett Fitzgerald, Yuna, even Zoe and Ablett,

Maggie, suddenly touching his forehead to hers: "At least the people you care about, they

heartbeat skipped a

you? Are you... one of

deep gaze fixed on

was slow in coming. Clearly,

a pleased smile formed on Fred's lips, yet

subject, his tone

these days. Stay with me at Poppy Petal Fragrances a bit longer. If

from Fred, Maggie felt

back tiredly in her seat, her eyelids drooping as she murmured

Penelope doesn't show up,

then fell

the darkness behind her eyelids, Maggie's mind was

remembered their first meeting, the business card Penelope had

a scarf around her neck,

had held her hand

...

beautiful and moving. Before Maggie could properly return the favor, everything came to an abrupt

down her cheek,