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

just

you should extend your stay. I'll host, and

her, "My dear, you're overstepping. Let the lovebirds have their moment. What do you call

term "third wheel," came out

burst

her husband's hint, appeared a bit

at Margie, "Look at me, all muddled. If Margot and Fred want

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

Margie quickly agreed.

on the way, but he was constantly

Without a break.

who knows how many calls, Margie seized a moment of his rest to ask, "Can't you delegate these calls to someone else? Since when did you

he looked at Margie. "Do you know who lan wants

shook her head

"The King of Veracoria."

was flabbergasted, "I heard from Chuck yesterday

If he can't invite him, how can you? Especially since the

astonishment, playfully flicking her nose, "Do you

have

think, given