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?

blank, yet he found

Marguerite turned around, "Yes?"

told me

Marguerite stilled.

had met Silas twice now, and he was

yet, she hadn't

"Marguerite."

his brows, "Like

can't claim dibs on names! We don't share

she turned and walked towards

watched her leave, feeling an

understand his

he saw Marguerite,

the preschool office yesterday, he

seeing her at the dinner last night, his heart

had only met

felt familiar, as if they had known each other for

her, his actions around

He couldn't explain it.

dropped her off at the hotel, his headache had returned

she had this indescribable pull

painkillers seemed worth it if it meant he could