Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 463

Frederick’s eyes flickered with an unusual glint. He suspected that Marguerite’s recent closeness to his mother meant that his mother was likely the source of whatever was on her mind.

Silence hung in the air for a long while, his expression of shock slowly morphing into one of anger, his voice icy and distinctly displeased, “What exactly are you trying to say?”

Marguerite shed her usual aloof demeanor and flashed him a coquettish smile, “Can’t we talk about love? I wanna be cheesy today, so you’d better get used to them.”

Talk about love?

In an instant, his anger was scrambled by her words. He leaned back, arms crossed, tilting his head with a knowing look directed at Marguerite.

What was this woman up to? Absolutely nonsensical!

“I’m not in the mood for love talk right now.”

Marguerite’s eyes widened unconsciously, shamelessly pressing on. “Then I’ll just wait in line. When you’re in the mood, could I be the first you consider?”

playing at the edge of his lips, he countered,

she didn’t have the luxury to care. Determined to win him back, she needed to dive

I think Yuna is even less so.” Marguerite’s eyes were filled

shortcomings, at least she gave

herself stumped by

had she left

ago had left him

was beyond Marguerite’s, her misdeeds were tied to Frederick through their children, Manley and

her? What did she have to show?

Frederick that she was worried sick about him yesterday, that she had suddenly realized she couldn’t bear to lose

her current fervor was negligible compared to the betrayal she had caused, worthless in comparison.

But then Marguerite realized there

she insisted, “But you’ve never loved her, have you?”