Chapter 849

Just as his lips were about to meet Marguerite's, she raised her hand and slapped him.

The sound was sharp, echoing in the room.

Marguerite could clearly see the five distinct finger marks on the man's face.

"Are you out of your mind? Get a grip, will you?"

Marguerite yelled, shaking her hand, which was slightly sore from the impact.

It was odd-why did his skin feel so strange, almost as if it wasn't flesh at all? Before she could dwell on it, Stella rushed over, having heard the commotion between the two.

She thought they were in a full-blown fight and quickly positioned herself in front of Marguerite, protectively, looking at Silas with panic in her eyes.

"Mr. Ward, harassing a lady could land you in jail! Don't you dare lay a finger on my sister-in-law!"

Silas remained silent, his eyes never leaving Marguerite.

was pounding, unsure if it

was uneven, and she finally understood what he

trying to see if she had any feelings for

a moment, her words cutting: "Don't waste your time.

Violet, would that not bother you

rise and fall, suddenly

something she

her

from Marguerite to Silas, then wisely stepped

having a wedding next Wednesday. If you

she'd

kind of

almost like he was asking her to

this feel

her into marriage, she'd said

moment, Marguerite saw in Silas's eyes a glint she'd only ever seen in Frederick's-bold,

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