Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 733

Samantha was nearly the same age as me, with a sweetness to her features that was hard to ignore.

Yet, perhaps due to the aura of being the mayor's wife, she always carried herself with a certain formality, making her seem quite stern.

Maggie turned her head to look at Fred, about to say something, but then she saw him placing a piece of rare steak, still dripping with juices, onto her plate:

"Local specialty, prime rib, rare. Want to try?"

Maggie felt a wave of queasiness but asked, "Can I skip it?"

Fred smiled warmly, "Of course, you can."

The mayor watched them with a broader smile, then asked:

"Maggie, is the dress fitting alright?"

Only then did Maggie realize that the dress she was wearing was almost identical to Samantha's.

Both shimmered with a similar golden hue, though the patterns differed slightly in detail.

this

shook her head with a smile, "Of course not. Fred, here, has a title in the Tunez Tribe,

of the Tunez Tribe, when he was honored with his title, his wife was to be granted the title

prepared a wedding dress in advance, happy to see you've worn

spit

shocked,

quickly patted her back, chiding, "Look at you,

her gaze fixed on Samantha, greedily

this wedding dress, does that mean I could be a

"Absolutely!"

into a smile, "Then

too,

complain, "Don't ask me, ask

imagine, Maggie, you must've prepared quite a

nodded vigorously, jokingly yet pointedly ribbing

like a stone, no warming him up without a bit of special

looked on with interest to see what else Maggie would

a man in camouflage gear,