Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 227

Marguerite’s voice watted over to Frederick, causing him to feel slightly dazed. He didn’t have an appetite, yet the spectacle of Marguerite feeding him was unprecedented. He had never even imagined such a moment could occur.

Was she expressing concern for him?

Frederick was at a loss, mechanically opening his mouth to accept the morsel of food.

Marguerite laughed, ‘See, you can eat it, can’t you? But it seems like you need someone to feed you.”

After saying this, Marguerite pushed the plate into Frederick’s hands. However, he was left staring blankly at the utensils in his palm.

He still had no appetite.

He placed the plate and utensils on the bedside table. Marguerite leaned against the French window, facing Frederick, a thread of compassion lacing through her heart.

“If you don’t mind, would you like to share what’s on your mind?”

Frederick’s gaze remained fixed on the scenery outside the window. Marguerite was unsure what he was looking at, let alone what he was thinking about.

was merely zoning out, but his state of detachment was worrying to

prolonged silence,

to secure a place for her in

emotions in front of

never truly understand the state of siege he and Jocelyn faced within the Winston family,

to comfort him, she tried to lighten the mood and forced a

Who are you? You’re the legendary Frederick!

sharp eyes now softened, “If I were really that powerful, would

wasn’t Maurice who defeated Frederick,

of the Winston Group, Frederick had been an almost mythical figure in the business

had transformed the Winston Group into one of

was revered as a deity,

may have come to believe

are no gods in the business world. His success

Everyone has their weaknesses.

delusional to think he could topple