Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

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Chapter 172

Fredrick’s paranola was stilling, making Marguerite feel suffocated

He was a long standing at the pinnacle of the world, able to manipulate everyone with just a few words.

How could the possibly keep track of his every move?

Feeling cornered by him, Marguerite gritted her teeth and tried to remain composed. “Mr. Winston,” she

said, her voice calm, “You give me too much credit. Whether or not I know your whereabouts, you’re

here, leaving your girlfriend alone waiting. Shouldn’t I interpret it as I am more worthy of your attention

than Yuna?”

Marguerite couldn’t find words to refute him, she knew he wouldn’t believe her. She decided to change

her tactics and quickly end this standofi

Yet, she realized there was some truth in her words.

If the didn’t mean anything to him, why would he leave Yuns to find her?

Deep down, Marguente knew that this man’s attention had nothing to do with love, it was all about

hatred

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In fact, his hatred for her surpassed his love for Yuna

Frederick’s eyes locked onto Marguerite, his voice filled with mockery and contempt, “Marguerite, don’t

flatter yourself.”

Marguerite held her own, her words sharp and precise, “Mr. Winston, isn’t my self–flattery a product of

your Indulgence? Every little thing I do, you get upset. If you cuspect me of ulterior motives, wouldn’t

the best course of action be to ignore me?”

Frederick was speechless.

For the first time, he felt defeated by a woman.

He knew she was being sarcastic, yet her words were spot–on, each one hitting him where it hurt.

After a moment of silence, he released Marguerite, his gaze colder than ever.

“Remember this, Marguente. You are nothing to me. From now on, steer clear of me!”

Marguerite put on a brave face, raising her pale face, still wearing her composed expression.

“Til remember that, I wont seck you out. But Mr. Winston, the same goes for you. I believe we both

don’t want further entanglements.”

With that, Marguerite pushed Frederick away and walked out of the bathroom.

Her cold, proud silhouette was as composed as ever.

Once out of his sight, Marguente, who had been on edge, finally relaxed She took deep breaths to calm

her racing heart.

The man’s overpowering presence had suffocated Marguente. She had used all her strength to stand

up to him, not wanting to appear weak

She didn’t want any more ties with him, so she said the harshest, most infuriating things she could think

As she pushed him away, she also cut off the hidden hope in her heart.

After all, only when you never had something, you won’t year for it.

Miley, oblivious to what had happened, bombarded Marguerite with questions. “Did Mr. Winston come

to see you? What did you guys talk about? Did you make up? Tell me! Tell me!”

Marguerite, feeling down, took a few bites of the fish that had just been served.

“It didn’t go well, it got worse. Enough about me, what’s up with your online date? He’s been late for

quite a while now”

“He ran into some unforeseen issues. He’ll be here as soon as he sorts it out.”

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What could possibly take so long?

If she didn’t agree to meet him, Marguente would have dragged Miley away long ago.

Marguerite took a sip of her drink. For some reason, the sweet juice tasted sour

She frowned at Miley, who hadn’t taken off her black mask yet. “Take off the mask, Yuna won’t do

anything to you.”

Miley shook her head, unable to probe further into the gossip. She could only glance at her phone

screen, anxiously waiting for a response to her message to a man named Mr. Fitzgerald.

After typing a long string of text, she deleted it out of nowhere. She finally gave up and looked out the

window, waiting anxiously

Meanwhile, in the glass compartment

Yuna spoke in hushed tones to a male waiter, her palm covering her lips, her gaze occasionally drifting

towards Marguerite

“Did you get all that?” she asked

The water looked uncomfortable. “Miss, I could get a complaint for this”

Yuna glared at him. “If you don’t do as I say. I’ll complain about you! On the other hand, if you do as I

say, I’ll compensate you handsomely”

As she finished speaking. Frederick walked in with a sulky face.

The waiter quickly cleared the empty plates from the table, glanced at Yuna, and left nervously.

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