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

Robert rubbed his chin, picturing Marguerite’s plain and simple image in his mind. He snapped his fingers and immediately

look of a rich wife from top to

gaze tightened a bit. He kept his mouth shut and didn’t say a word, clearly taking

was going to divorce Marguerite in three

be dressed

he seemed to know what

completely unaware that missing a few calls had caused such a

her grandmother’s doctor and went straight to Stonebridge Memorial Hospital after

ward, just finished helping her grandmother clean up,

you a relative

A pleasant male voice.

a handsome man

tall, at least 1.9 meters, with exquisite

his eyes were clear as a lake, and his lips were plump

captivated, not by his

man’s

if soaked in honey, so delicate

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

back to reality and

even more charmingly than a woman:

handed it to Steven. “These are my grandmother’s

the doctor intentionally took a long time to accept the

and change the subject: “I performed a check–up on your grandmother last night and her indicators are almost back to

Marguerite was overjoyed. “Really?”

she’s fully recovered,