Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 788

Marguerite was momentarily taken aback, sensing a surprising strength in the grip that held her. The hand was masculine, with well-defined bones and veins that were visible on the exposed forearm, hinting at raw power beneath the skin.

Shaking off her initial surprise, Marguerite turned to see the owner of the hand. He wore a black mask, concealing any scars beneath, with only his eyes and forehead visible. Despite the mask, there was an undeniable rugged charm about him.

Silas!

It was almost uncanny how she seemed to bump into him wherever she went.

Marguerite sized him up, noting his casual attire of a loose white shirt paired with light blue jeans, exuding a laid-back yet rebellious vibe. The shirt was wrinkle-free, silky to the touch, suggesting he had changed recently.

To Silas, encountering her in the supermarket was an unexpected surprise.

Marguerite, however, was quick to confront him, her voice laced with hostility, "Are you stalking me? Why can't I shake you off?"

then casually retrieved a strip of painkillers from his pocket, popping a few into

Marguerite was puzzled.

this man and his constant consumption of painkillers?

painkillers back into his bag and flashed his smartphone screen at Marguerite. "My daughter's menu for the week. I'm on

written in a

Marguerite's defenses softened,

pushing the shopping cart ahead and nonchalantly placing Marguerite's purse in

need to buy?"

"Household items."

match his, realizing how odd it was that she ended up shopping with him, sharing a cart no less. His gesture of taking her purse had been

and could manage without a cart, she was about to make her exit. However, Silas's next question caught her off guard, "Household

curved eyes, Marguerite saw a hint of amusement. It reminded her of Frederick, whom she had never shopped with