Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 799

"Beauty marks?" Marguerite exclaimed, her brows raised in surprise. "You have a beauty mark too? But I swear I saw a scar!"

"Oh, that. I had it lasered off," the man replied nonchalantly, seemingly unfazed by her reaction. He couldn't comprehend why Marguerite was making such a big deal out of it.

Marguerite stood rooted to the spot, her gaze fixed on him, but he had already gotten up and was heading towards the kitchen. "I just whipped up some dinner. Have a bite before you go."

Following him into the kitchen, Marguerite found her emotions in turmoil.

If his eyes reminded her of Frederick, she could chalk it up to coincidence.

But how could she explain the precise match of the beauty mark?

Soon, the unique aroma of beef stew with potatoes wafted through the kitchen. Marguerite's stomach growled with hunger, yet she was too preoccupied to care, pressing on, "Why would you remove your beauty mark?"

Silas ladled the stew into a clear, large bowl and placed it on the dining table over a damp cloth to avoid scorching the surface.

"My daughter didn't like it."

His daughter didn't like it?

Did Margot actually dislike the beauty mark near Silas's eye?

What a bizarre reason!

deeper, but Silas had already ushered her to a seat and placed a steaming bowl of white rice beside

all the questions?" he

squarely.

a

a pause, he finally

a picture of you before the

pondered for a moment. "You want to see it

nodded eagerly:

reached for his phone. "Sure, but give

noticed his gesture but found herself at a

she suspected he was her husband because of his

to use the picture to confirm her wild

had merely thought Silas bore a striking resemblance to

rather, its absence, she couldn't shake off a ludicrous

hadn't

not be Frederick and Teresa's? After

couldn't voice these thoughts, offering a vague response instead: "Didn't I explain why

look at Marguerite. "Sorry, that reason doesn't convince