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.”

with a look of silent

their distinct knuckles, gracefully tracing the contours of the teacup, every movement reeking of elegance.

sit down. You might not be

her no choice but to compromise. She wouldn’t be able to hail a

her seat just as he nonchalantly

arrived, Marguerite had zero desire

perverse satisfaction upon seeing her sad

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

maintain his inner peace and justify their entanglement as something detached from

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

her fork and began shoveling food into her

she eat? What good would starving do except harm her own body without affecting anyone

that

she muster the strength to spar with him on an empty stomach?

first time and refused to concede defeat at

If not, why

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