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?”

mystery? Whatever Marguerite

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

a rich wife from top to bottom? Those worn–out tracksuits look like rags, not even a simple piece of

shut and didn’t say a word, clearly taking

though he was going to divorce Marguerite in three months, she was still officially

woman be dressed in rags? Jewelry was

to

that missing a few

and went straight to Stonebridge

the ward, just finished helping her grandmother clean up, when a

you a relative

A pleasant male voice.

turned and found a handsome man standing

least 1.9 meters, with exquisite

glasses, his eyes were clear as a lake, and his lips were plump and rosy, exuding an elegant

captivated, not by his

How could a man’s skin be

soaked in honey, so

The doctor stepped forward with a

back to reality and said, “Yes. Are you Dr.

smiled even more charmingly than a

handed it to Steven. “These are my grandmother’s previous medical records. I’m counting

Marguerite wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but it seemed the doctor intentionally took a long time to accept the records, his beautiful and expressive

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

Marguerite was overjoyed. “Really?”

mean she’s fully recovered, she’ll still need ongoing