Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 22

Next morning at Sapphire Valley Estates.

1

The maid had prepared a hearty breakfast, waiting for Frederick and Marguerite to come downstairs and eat.

The table was still filled with loads of scrumptious dishes, but Marguerite felt a bit out of place when she saw all this.

1

She instinctively wanted to bolt, but she couldn’t do it on an empty stomach, so she had to suck it up and sit at the table. Yet, she didn’t know where to start or how to navigate the dining etiquette, afraid she might tick someone off.

Frederick glanced at the clueless Marguerite fumbling with her cutlery, then took a jab at her, “Can’t even handle a meal, can you?”

Marguerite felt a sting of defeat. She bit her lip. In the face of the rich man’s arrogance, her poor self–esteem always seemed to be so fragile.

Not wanting to lose face, she gritted her teeth and responded, “I can. Just not used to it.”

Frederick expertly sliced up the steak in front of him, glanced at her, and coldly said, “Always trying to act.”

Marguerite felt utterly embarrassed. In front of Frederick, she felt like a total misfit.

to find something that

it was tiny, and she

indecisive, a plate of sliced steak suddenly

juicy meat looked

at Frederick in surprise, her eyes filled

this man suddenly being so

her emotions mixed,

slicing another steak, didn’t even look at her, “Don’t I have a

Er……

just call him by

“Mr. Winston” as usual, but then she remembered the task the mysterious

to woo Frederick, to make

Marguerite thought about it, the more panicked

good opportunity to put

and coyly asked in a sweet voice, “Um… Can

at Marguerite, his eyes full of confusion

the nickname “Fred” was awkward, but Frederick didn’t seem

looked at the ugly woman in front of him with her innocent wide eyes, and couldn’t help but think of the naive little girl

had once told him, “Fred, will you marry me when you grow up?” Now, the tone Marguerite used

Damn it!