Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 324

Frederick’s banage of questions left Marguerite feeling utterly humiliated She finally understood that Frederick

didin’t need a reason to invite her for dinner. He was just out for revenge, to humiliate her, to vent his spleen

without restraint.

All the bittemess of the past three years was erupting all at once.

Marguente felt a deep pain inside, as if Frederick was pulling aport her dignity thread by thread and grinding it into

the dirt

But she did betray him What else could she do but silently endure?

And finally, she saw a satisfied look on Frederick’s face at her hurt expression.

The waiter served their delicious food at that moment Marguerite, not wanting to respond to Frederick’s words,

buried herself in her meal. But as soon as the waiter left, Frederick’s mobile phone rang.

He answered it night in front of Marguerite, his voice gentle, “Just finished work having dinner, no, I’m with

Marguerite. we’re catching up…

He suddenly handed the phone to Marguerite. “Yuna wants to have a word with you.”

So the call was from Yuna. No wonder his tone softened a bit. But what could Yuna possibly want to say to her? To

show off her happy life these past years, or to mock her for not doing as well?

Marguente instinctively rejected the idea, but she took the phone anyway, her tone mechanical, “Hello?”

“Marguerite, I wanted to say hello yesterday. Did you get the bracelet? Did your daughter like it?”

Marguerite was surprised. Yuna wasn’t showing off anything or mocking her. She was even being quite sweet.

“I haven’t given it to her yet” Marguerite replied

“I see… Marguente, we’ve missed you these years. If it’s alright with you, Frederick and I would like to invite you to

dinner next time. What do you think?” Invite her to dinner? So she was showing off after all. Of course, Yuna was

never one to be genuine. But Marguente didn’t expose her, she just replied good–naturedly, “Sure, no problem. But

I should be the one to treat you next time, consider it a welcome meal”

Marguerite glanced at Frederick as she spoke, only to find his gaze on her even colder.

“Could you give the phone back to Frederick? I need to say a few more things to him.”

“Sure.” Marguerite handed the phone back to Frederick, but he ended the call immediately and placed his phone

face down on the table.

Marguente blinked, “She said she wanted to talk to you.”

Frederick didn’t reply, but instead asked, “How does it feel?”

“What?”

“Getting a call from your sister after three years. Must bring back a lot of memories, huh?”

Marguente paused, knowing that no matter how she answered, she’d just be inviting more humiliation. But she

chose to reply anyway. “Yes, she seems a lot gentler” Frederick chuckled, “And you’re just the same?”

“Pardon me?”

“Just as fake as ever.

Even though she was prepared, Frederick’s words still stung. She took a sip of her drink, her eyes welling up with

tears.

Frederick watched her reaction, nodding slightly in satisfaction. He then took out the bracelet and lightly tapped it

on the table, saying. I think we’d both rather not get too entangled with each other. Please keep your distance, Ms.

Lockwood Don’t come around the mansion anymore.”

Marguente’s eyes widened in surprise. He knew about her visits to the mansion?

Feeling like shed been caught red handed, Marguente didn’t know what to say.

The secunty guard needs his job. Don’t make him lose it because of your mistakes”

It was indeed the security guard who had told Frederick

He had reported to Frederick the day after Marguerite’s visit to the mansion, saying that a woman who looked

exactly like Yuna had been lurking around the gate

several times

Upon hearing this, Frederick had immediately suspected Marguerile.

Marguente looked at him with wide eyes, unable to say a word in her tumultuous state of mind

Then she saw Frederick take a wad of cash from his wallet, stand up decisively, and say one last thing. “It’s time

you returned my mother’s car

Frederick’s barrage of questions left Marguerite feeling utterly humiliated. She finally understood that Frederick

didn’t need a reason to invite her for dinner He was just out for revenge, to humiliate her, to vent his spleen without

restraint.

Alt the bitterness of the past three years was erupling all at once.

Marguerite felt a deep pain inside, as if Frederick was pulling apart her dignity thread by thread and grinding it into

the dirt.

But she did betray him. What else could she do but silently endure?

And finally, she saw a satisfied look on Frederick’s face at her hurt expression.

The waiter served their delicious food at that moment. Marguerite, not wanting to respond to Frederick’s words,

buried herself in her meal But as soon as the waiter left, Frederick’s mobile phone rang

He answered it right in front of Marguerite, his voice gentle, “Just finished work… having dinner… no, I’m with

Marguente… we’re catching up..

He suddenly handed the phone to Marguerite “Yuna wants to have a word with you”

So the call was from Yuna. No wonder his tone softened a bit. But what could Yuna possibly want to say to her? To

show off her happy life these past years, or to mock her for not doing as well?

Marguente instinctively rejected the idea, but she took the phone anyway, her tone mechanical, “Hello?“

“Marguente, I wanted to say hello yesterday. Did you get the bracelet? Did your daughter like it?”

Marguente was surprised Yuna wasn’t showing off anything or mocking her She was even being quite sweet

“I haven’t given it to her yet.” Marguente replied

“I see. Marguerite, we’ve missed you these years. If it’s alright with you, Frederick and I would like to invite you to

dinner next time. What do you think?” Invite her to dinner? So she was showing off after all. Of course, Yuna was

never one to be genuine. But Marguerite didn’t expose her, she just replied good naturedly. “Sure, no problem. But

I should be the one to treat you next time, consider it a welcome meal”

Marguente glanced at Frederick as she spoke, only to find his gaze on her even colder.

“Could you give the phone back to Frederick? I need to say a few more things to him”

“Sure” Marguente handed the phone back to Frederick, but he ended the call immediately and placed his phone

face down on the table.

Marguerite blinked, “She said she wanted to talk to you.”

Frederick didn’t reply, but instead asked, “How does it feel?”

“What?”

“Getting a call from your sister after three years. Must bring back a lot of memories, huh?”

Marguente paused, knowing that no matter how she answered, she’d just be inviting more humiliation. But she

chose to reply anyway. “Yes, she seems a lot gentler Frederick chuckled, “And you’re just the same?”

“Pardon me?”

“Just as fake as ever”

Even though she was prepared, Frederick’s words still stung She took a sip of her drink, her eyes welling up with

tears.

Frederick watched her reaction, nodding slightly in satisfaction. He then took out the bracelet and lightly tapped it

on the table, saying 1 think we’d both rather not get too entangled with each other Please keep your distance, Ms.

Lockwood. Don’t come around the mansion anymore.”

Marguerite’s eyes widened in surprise. He knew about her visits to the mansion?

Feeling like she’d been caught red handed, Marguente didn’t know what to say

“The secunty guard needs his job. Don’t make him lose it because of your mistakes”

It was indeed the security guard who had told Frederick

He had reported to Frederick the day after Marguerite’s visit to the mansion, saying that a woman who looked

exactly like Yuna had been lurking around the gate several times.

Upon hearing this, Frederick had immediately suspected Marguente

Marguente looked at him with wide eyes, unable to say a word in her tumultuous state of mind

Then she saw Frederick take a wad of cash from his wallet, stand up decisively, and say one last thing. It’s time you

returned my mother’s car

With that be tamed and left the diner