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

this just a convenient excuse to offer

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

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

term "third wheel," came out

burst

her husband's hint, appeared

muddled. If Margot and Fred

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

Margie quickly agreed.

Fred on the way, but he was constantly buried in

Without a break.

calls, Margie seized a moment of his rest to ask, "Can't you delegate these calls

gaze softened as he looked at Margie. "Do

her head

"The King of Veracoria."

"I heard from Chuck yesterday that

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

flicking her nose,

have connections with the

else would you think, given who awarded me