Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 783

Marguerite fluttered her eyelids open, her sapphire eyes suddenly sparking to life. "Really?"

The man nodded, his gaze filled with adoration. "Really."

"Nothing happened?"

"Of course not."

"I didn't call you 'honey' or anything?"

Silas instinctively shook his head but seeing Marguerite's hopeful look, he reluctantly nodded, "No, you didn't."

Marguerite puffed her cheeks in relief, silently thanking her lucky stars, before finally offering the man in front of her a beaming smile.

Her smile was captivating, yet Silas couldn't fathom why this woman often seemed to carry the weight of the world on her shoulders, as if she'd been through the wringer.

Doom and gloom, that's what she was.

Marguerite slipped on her shoes and grabbed the contract, heading for the door. "We still have an agreement to honor. Here's to a fruitful collaboration, Mr. Ward."

This 'Mr. Ward' had Silas feeling unexpectedly pleased, whisking him back to simpler times.

But this bizarre feeling made him pause.

Simpler times?

Which simpler times?

mind drew a blank, yet he found

Marguerite turned around, "Yes?"

told me your

Marguerite stilled.

met Silas twice now, and

she hadn't

"Marguerite."

furrowed his brows, "Like my

a light smile, "You can't claim dibs on names! We don't share a last name.

turned and walked towards the

leave, feeling an inexplicable

couldn't understand his

he saw Marguerite, his head would throb

yesterday, he knew he

last night, his heart had

only met

if they had known

he understood her, his actions around her

He couldn't explain it.

at the hotel, his headache

to leave, yet she had this indescribable

overdosing on painkillers seemed worth it if it