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.”

turned with a look of silent

hands, with their distinct knuckles, gracefully tracing the contours of the teacup, every movement reeking

want to walk home in this weather, sit down. You might

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

to her seat just as he nonchalantly ordered

even as the dishes arrived, Marguerite had zero desire to engage

a perverse satisfaction upon seeing her

moment. He wanted her to experience the pain he once felt, ensuring his feelings for

inner peace and justify

indifference, he locked eyes with Marguerite and casually

then picked up her

would starving do except harm her own body without affecting anyone else?

that foolish!

to spar with him on

initiative for the first time and refused to concede defeat at the first hurdle.

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

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