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 of silent reproach.

knuckles, gracefully tracing the contours of the teacup, every movement reeking

to walk home in this weather, sit down. You might not be

left her no choice but to

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

the dishes arrived, Marguerite had zero desire

with a perverse satisfaction upon seeing her

was a twisted pleasure in this moment. He wanted her to experience the pain

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

Marguerite and casually inquired, “Are you sure you won’t eat?”

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

good would starving do except harm her

that foolish!

to spar with him on

time and refused to concede defeat at the first

love her? If not, why keep

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