Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 787

Living in the same gated community as Silas? Over my dead body!

It's not that Maggie despised Silas per se; it was the weird, unexplainable feelings that bubbled up whenever he was around, making her thoughts drift to Frederick uncontrollably. But Maggie knew all too well that the dead don't return, and she wasn't about to replace him with anyone.

However, the idea of seeing Silas's daughter, Margot, again did spark some excitement in Maggie. Despite the girl's wild antics, her chubby cheeks were simply irresistible. Maggie could almost picture her munching on a drumstick, a sight so heartwarming it brought a smile to her face.

Chuck, catching this rare smile, blurted out in surprise, "Maggie, you smiled?"

"Am I not allowed to?" Maggie retorted, her eyebrow raised in bemusement.

"No, no, it's just... surprising, that's all. You haven't really smiled like that since Mr. Winston and Teresa passed," Chuck explained.

an outsider, saw it clearly. He wasn't suggesting Maggie never smiled, but rather that her smiles seemed

were they talking about again?

Mr. Winston could see you from above, he'd want you to find happiness again,

puzzled. "And your point

no romantic ties, though he does have a daughter..." Maggie nearly choked on her own disbelief, "You

over his words, stunned

woman once protected by an eagle won't settle for a crow, Chuck. Silas

mood, countered, "But we were just saying, Silas is like an upgraded Mr.

in Silas

won Mr. Winston's heart despite wearing a hideous mask. Looks can

so are their standards. If Frederick was disfigured, I would still love him. But Silas? Whether his scars are real or not

record, could they be fake? And if so, was he wearing a mask just