Bride Behind The Mask

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?” From NôvelDrama.Org.

Frederick met her gaze with a leisurely air, a smirk playing at the edge of his lips, he countered, “Do you think you’re worthy?”

Marguerite wasn’t sure if his smile was mocking or if he found her amusing, but she didn’t have the luxury to care. Determined to win him back, she needed to dive in and figure out a plan!

“I may not be worthy, but I think Yuna is even less so.” Marguerite’s eyes were filled with sincere conviction.

“And where does your confidence come from? Regardless of Yuna’s shortcomings, at least she gave me twins, Manley and Hayes. What have you left for me?”

Marguerite found herself stumped by Frederick’s question.

Indeed. What had she left for him?

Her betrayal three years ago had left him with countless wounds and resentment.

Even if Yuna’s scheme was beyond Marguerite’s, her misdeeds were tied to Frederick through their children, Manley and Hayes.

And her? What did she have to show? Her passion and earnestness?

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

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

Upon reflection, she truly had no grounds for comparison to Yuna. But then Marguerite realized there was something she had that Yuna did not-Frederick’s past love.

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

Before they returned to Winston Mansion, Marguerite had no idea how Frederick and Yuna had gotten along.

Yet, observing their interactions over the past few days, she sensed that Frederick’s attitude toward Yuna hadn’t improved much since three years

ago.

He seemed to disdain Yuna, Marguerite could tell!

Frederick didn’t blink, his gaze on Marguerite growing more profound.

Although the woman’s behavior today was extremely unusual, her sharp wit remained undiminished.

Regaining his composure, Frederick, now unaffected by Marguerite’s displays of vulnerability or affection, remained composed.

A mocking smile played on his lips, “Indeed, I don’t love her. But just as true, I could never possibly love you.”