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,

and simple image in his

I’m not blaming you. But Marguerite is your wife, right? Where’s the look of a rich wife from top to bottom? Those worn–out tracksuits look like

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

divorce Marguerite in

could Frederick’s woman be dressed in

silence, he seemed to know

that missing a few calls had caused

a meeting with her grandmother’s doctor and went straight to Stonebridge

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

a relative of

A pleasant male voice.

a handsome man

was tall, at least 1.9 meters, with exquisite

a lake, and his lips were plump and rosy, exuding

not by his

How could a man’s skin be

seemed to glow, as if soaked in honey, so delicate it could

you Marguerite?” The doctor stepped forward

reality and said, “Yes.

more charmingly than

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

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

take the medical records 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, she’ll still need ongoing