Bride Behind The Mask Novel

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

tracing the contours of the teacup, every movement reeking of elegance.

home in this weather, sit down. You might not be hungry, but

she yearned to storm out with dignity, the ever-thickening snow outside left her no choice but to compromise. She wouldn’t be able to hail a

she returned to her seat just as he nonchalantly ordered some comfort

arrived, Marguerite had zero desire to engage in conversation.

eyes twinkled with a perverse satisfaction upon seeing her sad

twisted pleasure in this moment. He wanted her to experience the pain he once felt, ensuring

maintain his inner peace and justify

with serene indifference, he locked eyes with Marguerite and casually inquired, “Are you sure you won’t eat?”

defiantly, then picked up her

would starving do except harm her own body

wasn’t that foolish!

muster the strength to spar with him

first time and refused to concede defeat at

still love her? If not, why keep her here to dine