Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 22

Next morning at Sapphire Valley Estates.

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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.

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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.

find something that wouldn’t make her look

it was tiny,

as she was indecisive, a plate of sliced steak suddenly appeared by

juicy meat

surprise, her eyes filled

this man suddenly being

hard, her

was elegantly slicing another steak, didn’t even look at her,

Er……

call him by his

but then she remembered

her to woo Frederick, to make

Marguerite thought about it, the more panicked she felt, although reluctant,

now, obviously, was a good opportunity

up the courage, and coyly asked in a sweet voice, “Um… Can I call you

at

awkward,

ugly woman in front of him with her innocent wide eyes, and couldn’t help but think

him, “Fred, will you marry me when you grow up?” Now, the tone Marguerite used to call him “Fred” was exactly the same as the little girl’s fifteen years

Damn it!