Chapter 107

Frederick’s frown deepened.

Every time he thought of Yuna, the image of her sharp tongue popped into his mind, sparking a sense of disgust that he couldn’t shake off.

But she was the woman who had saved his life once.

He had promised to marry her before. It was a responsibility he couldn’t just get rid of.

Irritated, he took a deep puff of his cigarette and said, “I need some more time to think. Leave me alone for now.”

Hearing this, Chuck didn’t dare push it any further and left the room with a sense of disappointment.

Six o’clock in the evening, dining room.

A lavish and delicious dinner was prepared by the chef. There were grilled meats, lobsters, and even cheese pizzas.

But Marguerite felt sick at the sight of all the food, especially the greasy grilled meat; it made her want to throw up just looking at it.

Her face was pale, which caught Frederick’s attention. He quietly asked, “What’s wrong? Can’t eat?”

Her weak voice could break your heart. “I don’t know why: I

forward to feel Marguerite’s forehead and said worriedly. “Ms. Lockwood is a bit feverish; she might have caught a cold

of grilled meat into her mouth, causing her lips to turn greasy. Marguerite felt her stomach churn at

too sick. I need to lie

saying this, Marguerite, clutching her chest, headed

were filled with worry, and his expression

bring her some

“Yes, Mr. Winston.”

to the

Frederick seemed distracted; he glanced upstairs from time to

absentmindedly sipped his hot soup and finally put

sit

halted and looked at Laverne, who had a stern

paused, then sat back down, facing

took another bite of her grilled meat and asked, “You live in such a big house; you even have bodyguards. Tell me, what

any harm

at his

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