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

rubbed his chin, picturing Marguerite’s plain and simple

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

a bit. He kept his mouth shut and didn’t

going to divorce Marguerite in three months,

dressed in rags? Jewelry was

to know what to do

completely unaware that missing a few calls had caused such

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

just finished helping her

a relative of

A pleasant male voice.

a handsome man standing before

was tall, at least 1.9 meters, with

as a lake, and his lips

not by

How could a man’s skin be even more

as if soaked in honey, so

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

and said, “Yes. Are you

more charmingly than a woman: “It’s

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

her imagination, but it seemed the doctor intentionally took a long time to

subject: “I performed a check–up on your grandmother last night and her indicators are almost back to normal. She should wake

Marguerite was overjoyed. “Really?”

doesn’t mean she’s fully recovered, she’ll still need