Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 737

Margie was thoroughly disinterested, sipping on her bland oatmeal with a sullen expression.

The breakfast had been too spicy, upsetting her stomach, so she had barely touched it.

Meanwhile, Fred was deep in conversation with lan about inviting some VIPs over for dinner tonight.

Seeing Margie bored to tears, Sandra chimed in, "Margot, how about I take you downtown later to pick out a dress and maybe stroll around a bit? What do you say?"

Margie felt trapped.

As someone struggling profoundly with social anxiety, the thought of wandering the streets with someone she had barely known for 24 hours was daunting.

As Margie pondered how to decline politely, Fred quickly picked up on her discomfort.

He casually put down the English-written guest list he was holding, glanced towards Sandra with a natural ease, and said:

"I'll take her. We could consider it a sort of..."

His gaze playfully shifted to Margie, his voice dripping with implication, "mini- honeymoon."

Mini-honeymoon?

those words, Margie's eyes widened in

this just

you two really want a honeymoon, you should extend your stay. I'll host, and lan and I can show

overstepping. Let the lovebirds have their moment. What do you call it in

at English, especially the term "third wheel," came out hilariously

burst into

her husband's hint, appeared a

me, all muddled. If Margot and Fred want some alone

come back early in the afternoon. You're family now, and we need to welcome our guests together

Margie quickly agreed.

discuss Teresa and Hayes with Fred on the way, but he was

Without a break.

a moment of his rest to ask, "Can't you delegate these calls to someone else? Since when

Margie. "Do you know who lan

her

"The King of Veracoria."

from Chuck yesterday that

Veracoria. If he can't invite him, how

flicking her

have connections

you think, given