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.

Maggie hadn't noticed. But Chuck, as an outsider, saw it clearly. He wasn't suggesting Maggie never smiled, but rather that her

were they talking about again?

ventured, "Maggie, if Mr. Winston could see you from above, he'd want you to find happiness again, perhaps with a good

at Chuck, puzzled. "And your

no romantic ties, though he does have a daughter..." Maggie nearly choked on her own disbelief, "You think Mr. Winston, barely half a year in his grave, would appreciate you matchmaking his

his words, stunned

an eagle won't

trying to lighten the mood, countered, "But we were just saying, Silas is like an upgraded Mr. Winston... What

She couldn't actually pinpoint any flaws in Silas and after

heart despite wearing a hideous mask. Looks can be

are different, and so are their standards. If Frederick was disfigured, I would still love him. But Silas? Whether his scars are

scars had no medical record, could