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 himself calling out to her,

Marguerite turned around, "Yes?"

never told me your

Marguerite stilled.

had met Silas twice now, and he was her

yet, she

"Marguerite."

his brows, "Like

"You can't claim dibs on

that, she turned and walked towards the

leave, feeling

couldn't understand

he saw Marguerite, his head

office yesterday, he

her at the dinner last night, his heart had fluttered with anticipation and

only met

as if

felt like he understood her, his

He couldn't explain it.

dropped her off at the hotel, his

to leave, yet she had

seemed worth it if