Chapter 667

Frederick froze, his arm reaching out to embrace her, suddenly halting mid-air.

What in the world was she made of?

Just moments ago, she was tearfully muttering about Penelope, and now, in a blink, she had turned the conversation back onto herself.

Her thought process was truly something else.

Frederick, of course, knew exactly what she was hinting at, but he played dumb, asking her, "Like what?"

"Like..." Marguerite sniffled, her nose red from crying, and turned her head to gaze out at the ever-changing night view from the window, her mind drifting back to the answer she was waiting for from him.

He clearly knew what she meant, yet he chose not to respond, deliberately leaving her hanging. The mere thought of it made her feel even more frustrated.

She took a deep breath, pouting her lips slightly and muttered, "Like lots, lots of things."

Like just now.

Like that day when Yuna asked him if he still loved her, and he still couldn't give her an answer.

This man wouldn't even bother to lie to placate her, Marguerite had no expectations for any response from him.

But then, in a low voice, he hummed, "Oh."

Marguerite: "......

Oh...?

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kind of response was

more depressed she became, eventually turning her head

then, in the next second, she suddenly

with hers. Marguerite felt a warmth

Uh...

What did this mean?

eyes wanted to explore the expression on his face, but she found that he, too, had turned to look

intertwined hands

felt a sense of

much he avoided discussing their issues,

the intricate details and even the outcomes that

later, they arrived back at the

her hand away from his, and together, they walked

from a distance, she spotted a

It was Miley!

doing here so

the mansion first, leaving the two women some time

didn't answer her question directly but instead asked anxiously, "Marguerite, tell me, what's the situation out

porch cast a shadow on Miley's already anxious face, making

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