Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 66

Robert furrowed his brows.

Did he hear that right?

Was Frederick really planning on calling Marguerite again using his phone?

Robert stared at Frederick in surprise, noticing an unusual expression on Frederick’s typically arrogant and indifferent face.

Robert wanted to laugh.

When would Frederick finally get over his habit of saying one thing and doing another?

But since he suggested it, that was a huge step forward. Robert felt his words of advice weren’t wasted after all.

Satisfied, Robert pulled out his phone and said, “Alright, let’s give it a shot with my phone.”

Unfortunately, Marguerite still didn’t pick up.

Staring at his phone, Robert mumbled, “You’ve got to be kidding me. Marguerite is giving me the cold shoulder too? Is she really pissed off?”

Frederick’s expression turned tense and serious.

Feeling a bit awkward, Robert scratched his head, then quickly came up with the suggestion, “Marguerite might still be fuming. But you know how women are, they can always be sweet–talked.”

“You want me to whisper sweet nothings? No way!”

“What good are sweet words? Marguerite is a tough cookie, sweet words won’t cut it. Actions speak louder than words.”

A flicker of light crossed Frederick’s eyes. “What do you mean?”

the big mystery? Whatever Marguerite lacks, you

rubbed his chin, picturing Marguerite’s plain and simple image in his

wife, right? Where’s the look of a rich wife from top to bottom? Those worn–out tracksuits look like rags, not even a

and

was going to divorce Marguerite in three months, she

could Frederick’s woman be dressed in rags?

he seemed to know what to do

missing a few calls had caused such

went straight

finished helping her grandmother clean

you a

A pleasant male voice.

turned and found a handsome man

tall, at least 1.9

his eyes were clear as a lake, and his lips

captivated, not

was just surprised. How could a man’s skin be even more beautiful than a

glow, as if soaked in honey, so delicate

you Marguerite?” The doctor stepped forward with a faint smile, sizing up

back to reality and said, “Yes. Are

charmingly

from her canvas bag and handed it to Steven. “These are my grandmother’s

but it seemed the doctor intentionally took a long time to accept the records, his beautiful and expressive eyes examining

records and change the subject: “I performed a check–up on your grandmother

Marguerite was overjoyed. “Really?”

she’s fully recovered, she’ll still