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

was this just a convenient excuse to

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

back, jokingly reminding her, "My dear, you're overstepping. Let the lovebirds have their moment. What do you call it in your country?

term "third wheel," came out

burst

appeared a bit

muddled. If

afternoon. You're family now, and we need to welcome our guests together

Margie quickly agreed.

and Hayes with Fred on the way, but he was constantly buried in his phone, busier than

Without a break.

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 become the

looked at Margie. "Do you know who

shook her head

"The King of Veracoria."

from Chuck yesterday that

in Veracoria. If he can't invite him, how can you? Especially since the guest is

astonishment, playfully flicking her

have connections with

would you think, given who