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?"

from his pocket, popping a

Marguerite was puzzled.

consumption of painkillers? Was

she could dwell further, Silas tucked the painkillers back into his bag and flashed his smartphone screen at Marguerite. "My daughter's menu for the week.

a child's scrawling handwriting. It oddly reminded her

you," Silas clarified earnestly, his eyes conveying sincerity. Marguerite's defenses softened, "Even someone of your stature does his own grocery

ahead and nonchalantly placing Marguerite's purse

you need to

"Household items."

she ended up shopping with him, sharing a cart no less. His gesture of taking her purse had been so smooth

Silas, considering she didn't need much and could manage without a cart, she was about to make her exit. However, Silas's next question caught her off guard, "Household items is

not unpleasant, and in his slightly curved eyes, Marguerite saw a hint of amusement. It reminded her of Frederick, whom she had never shopped with