Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 790

Chapter 790

Silas paused mid-action, his hand frozen over a piece of fried chicken, and turned to look at her with a puzzled expression.

"What kind of logic is that? If you want to stare at someone, go home and look at your husband. Why are you looking at me?"

Marguerite didn't blink. "He's dead."

The response caught Silas off guard, and it was clear to Marguerite that the man was momentarily taken aback.

He quickly whipped out his phone and showed her his Facebook QR code.

"Let's be friends, and I'll send you the pics on Facebook."

Marguerite was speechless.

Was this guy for real? Just like that, he was ready to share?

It felt like he was trying to get her contact info on purpose.

Marguerite sensed that Silas had an ulterior motive, yet, contradictorily, she found herself pulling out her phone and adding him as a friend.

His profile picture was a side profile of her daughter, chubby and resembling something out of a western cartoon.

Marguerite couldn't help but chuckle, soon followed by a notification of a money transfer from Silas.

The note attached read: "For medical expenses."

Medical expenses?

"Yesterday, my daughter bit your son. I promised to cover the costs, no less."

Marguerite stiffened a bit, "Actually, it's not necessary. The medical bill wasn't much."

"I don't like owing people anything."

at a loss for

Silas wasn't one to hold emotional debts, making it clear he didn't want to owe

this debt also meant

the money without any further reservations, and then Silas asked,

her head, "No, that's

"Let's check out then."

the cashier, Silas insisted on paying for Marguerite's groceries,

simpler? I

pocketed his wallet and pushed the cart towards

"How so?"

thing, but having people owe

means someone is always thinking

froze, a strange emotion

wanted her to think

man

"I won't. I'm the kind of person who loves a free lunch. I don't

Marguerite, you're not that

feeling of panic resurfacing. "Don't act like you know

touch of helplessness in his grin, then turned to a sleek black SUV. He didn't

live? Let me give you a

unwittingly followed him all the way to the parking

pointed upwards, "I live just

"Oh."

unloaded a large bag of chicken from the cart into the SUV's trunk, then picked up Marguerite's grocery bags

carry these up

Marguerite was taken aback.

guy getting a

weren't that close, were

her heavy bags, Marguerite figured she couldn't carry them all

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