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

silence, Frederick

in the Winston

in front of

the state of siege he and Jocelyn faced within the Winston family, but she could

comfort him, she tried to lighten

Who are you? You’re the legendary

his usually sharp eyes now softened, “If I were really that powerful, would the company be in this

wasn’t Maurice who defeated

his takeover of the Winston Group, Frederick had been an

years, he had transformed the Winston Group into one

was an unprecedented achievement, and he was

himself may have come to believe

world. His success

Everyone has their weaknesses.

delusional to think he could topple Frederick, he struck