Chapter 213

mpanying her geen how busy! was From the moment he sat down, he was caught up in a f

parte endered a tapis, and quickly est hed ut a tow dishes on the menu

dred Pradang khung up the phone, Marquent was already happily digging m

the fandom was bubbing away, the arding of chores was tickling her none. Marguente picked up a piece of jalapeño, and was about to eat it when

Ark swoopet in. “Who wand you could wat sphy food?”

(klanjaritia khakisa, I know you can’t eat eploy fond, that a why I noderad other stuff You can have the lead stick and sausage”

A Marguente woke she tried to continue but found rodenck’s grip was too strong

Marguerite puzzled. “What are you doing?”

Froderick stared at her without saying a word, gostaid for the walter, and astonishingly, he took the plate of palapeño

“When you’re pregnant you need to be careful with what you eat you can’t keep making trips to the hospital

50 he was showing concem for her?

avoided his gaze, her eyes filled with mixed

and she’d grown accustomed to

sudden appearances could turn

though Marguerite didn’t want to admit it, the chaos in

him, “The baby I’m carrying isn’t yours,

recalling Marguerite’s expression when she was caring for

atmosphere became tense again Marguente obediently had bread stick,

of her drink in frustration and

“Not yet”

a wry smile, a joke slipping out. Is it because I’m getting too

caught Marquente

matter how much property she received, he always felt

a lump in her throat, a sense of suffocation in her

Marguente sighed with a hint of melancholy. “Time flies, it’s already been two months in one more mont we’ll be divorced. But

Frederick chuckled “True”

that, silence

Even though they were both speaking lightly. Marguente felt as if the

amed couple, we

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