Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 172

Fredrick’s paranola was stilling, making Marguerite feel suffocated

He was a long standing at the pinnacle of the world, able to manipulate everyone with just a few words. How could the possibly keep track of his every move?

Feeling cornered by him, Marguerite gritted her teeth and tried to remain composed. “Mr. Winston,” she said, her voice calm, “You give me too much credit. Whether or not I know your whereabouts, you’re here, leaving your girlfriend alone waiting. Shouldn’t I interpret it as I am more worthy of your attention than Yuna?”

Marguerite couldn’t find words to refute him, she knew he wouldn’t believe her. She decided to change her tactics and quickly end this standofi

Yet, she realized there was some truth in her words.

If the didn’t mean anything to him, why would he leave Yuns to find her?

Deep down, Marguente knew that this man’s attention had nothing to do with love, it was all about hatred

In fact, his hatred for her surpassed his love for Yuna

Frederick’s eyes locked onto Marguerite, his voice filled with mockery and contempt, “Marguerite, don’t flatter yourself.”

Marguerite held her own, her words sharp and precise, “Mr. Winston, isn’t my self–flattery a product of your Indulgence? Every little thing I do, you get upset. If you cuspect me of ulterior motives, wouldn’t the best course of action be to ignore me?”

Frederick was speechless.

he

knew she was being sarcastic, yet her words were spot–on, each one hitting him where it

silence, he released Marguerite, his gaze colder

me. From now on, steer clear

raising her pale face, still wearing her

that, I wont seck you out. But Mr. Winston, the

away and walked out of the

cold, proud silhouette was as

his sight, Marguente, who had been on edge, finally

had suffocated Marguente. She had used all her strength to stand

any more ties with him, so she said the harshest, most infuriating things she

also cut off the

had something, you won’t year

oblivious to what had happened, bombarded Marguerite with questions. “Did Mr. Winston come to see you? What did you guys talk about? Did you make up? Tell

feeling down, took a few bites of the fish that had

what’s up with your online date? He’s been late for quite

some unforeseen issues. He’ll be here

possibly take so