Chapter 848

"Have you been following me?"

"I figured you wouldn't want to be disturbed, but this was the only way I could see you."

Marguerite's heart sank.

His voice was so full of sadness it shattered her heart into icy shards.

She wasn't angry because Silas had been trailing her; it was the fact that he would do something so reckless knowing she already had bodyguards.

What if Maurice found out? Had he not thought about the consequences?

Marguerite wasn't sure if Silas was defying Maurice, but she didn't want him to be in danger because of her.

In Silas's case, she couldn't afford to owe him anything.

Marguerite's tense demeanor made Silas nervous. He looked at her anxiously, asking, "Are you mad?"

Marguerite was at a loss with Silas. No man had ever shown such vulnerability to her, not even Frederick.

Maybe it was because of a soft heart, or maybe out of pity, but she realized she couldn't stay mad at him.

Yet, she knew deep down that she couldn't keep up this ambiguous relationship with Silas, so she sat on the couch with a business-like demeanor and asked:

say to

a seat beside her. "Nothing

you agree

"Not yet."

of relief.

conflict and hesitation, as he looked

two once lived together, as a

Oh, for heaven's sake!

Maurice, you lying scoundrel!

ever resemble that of

anger, but she felt a pang of anxiety when she

seemed to be waiting for her to give him an

and after a long moment, Silas smiled

can tell

those in love, to be

deeply, making

and Marguerite dared not meet his gaze, turning

not entirely wrong. There was a time when Maurice and I did

never imagined it would come

have to falsely admit to a

How ironic.

his eyes, seemingly pondering Marguerite's words seriously. "If you were lovers, then what

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