Chapter 464

In a heartbeat, Marguerite’s spirits plummeted to rock bottom.

Life is riddled with too many regrets.

The regret that haunted her was not knowing she was loved when it mattered, and by the time she realized, the one who loved her had already departed.

Why do we always miss our chances?

Marguerite couldn’t fathom the reason, her helplessness rendering her powerless.

Had Frederick truly lost all affection for her? The more she pondered, the sadder she became, vexed at how brutally frank men could be with their

words.

With a sharp snap, she closed the menu and stood up resolutely, “I’ve lost my appetite. Take me home.”

Marguerite headed for the door, but his warning voice exploded like a bombshell, “Stop right there.”

stride faltered, and she turned with a look

distinct knuckles, gracefully tracing the contours of the

want to walk home in this weather, sit down. You might not be hungry, but I

dignity, the ever-thickening snow outside left her no choice but

returned to her seat just as he nonchalantly ordered some comfort

had

twinkled with a perverse satisfaction upon seeing

a twisted pleasure in this moment. He wanted her to experience the pain he once felt, ensuring his feelings for Marguerite remained a pure, undiluted loathing.

he maintain his inner peace and justify their

indifference, he locked eyes with Marguerite and casually inquired, “Are you

glared at him defiantly, then picked up her fork and began

shouldn’t she eat? What good would starving do except harm her own body without affecting

that

strength to spar with him on

and refused to concede

If not, why keep her here to dine

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