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?”

shook it. Her weak voice

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

a piece of grilled meat into her mouth, causing her lips to turn greasy.

I’m feeling too sick. I need to lie down.”

this, Marguerite, clutching

were filled with

her some cold

“Yes, Mr. Winston.”

went to the

seemed distracted; he

hot soup and finally put down his utensils

him. “Hold on, sit down. I have

and looked at Laverne, who had a stern look on her face and looked back at

down,

live in such a big house; you even

let any harm come to

snorted at

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