Chapter 119
Bride Behind The Mask
The next day, at Sapphire Valley Estates.
Normally, pregnant women tends to have intense morning sickness. So, it took Marguerite some time before she finally managed to stroll into the dining room calmly.
After the episode last night, she didnât dare to eat too much. So, she had a glass of milk and some nibbles.
Frederick was about to head to the office after breakfast when he suddenly stopped in his tracks and decided to wait for Marguerite at the door.
Even though this woman usually caught the bus before him, they had gone to work together yesterday, and it seemed like she didnât mind it that much.
Just as he opened the tall mansion doors, he saw Yuna standing there. Her face was red and swollen, and she was about to knock. Her manicured hand almost hit his face.
Frederickâs face soured immediately, his voice filled with irritation, âWhat are you doing here?â
Yuna quickly shook the thermos in her hand, her eyes full of anticipation, âI made chicken soup for you and grandma.â
Just then, Marguerite walked up to the door after packing up her stuff, and saw Yuna throwing flirty glances at Frederick.
Marguerite brushed past Frederick, barely glanced at the thermos in Yunaâs hand, and was immediately grabbed by Frederick.
âWait for me in the car.â
His voice was commanding, making Margueriteâs heart race.
Wait for him? For what?
To watch him and Yuna play loveyâdovey outside the car?
Hell no, she wasnât gonna lose her dignity like that.
Marguerite pulled her hand away from him, turned to look at him with an awkward smile on her face.
âMr. Winston, Iâll take the bus, bye.â
Hearing this, Frederickâs face became gloomy.
Mr. Winston?
What was this woman up to now? Was she jealous?
As he watched Marguerite walk away, Frederickâs mood worsened, and he took it all out on Yuna, âWhat on earth do you want?â Yuna pouted, âFreddie, canât I come see you if I donât have anything to do? Iâm your fiancee, canât I bring you chicken soup?â
âNo need, Iâve already had breakfastâ
As Frederick tried to push past Yuna to chase after Marguerite, Yuna blocked his path.
âFreddie, why donât you take it to the office and have it there? I made the chicken soup myself.â
As she said this, she shoved the thermos into his hands.
He tried his best to ignore her, but he couldnât help but notice the picture of Yuna stuck prominently on the thermos. He smirked coldly.
Daring to stick her picture on it?
This Yuna was getting more and more annoying.
âYou said you made one for grandma too? Take it in and let her have it. Move, youâre in the way.â
Yuna tried to sweetâtalk him, but Frederickâs expression was so terrifying that she had to give up.
As she watched him walk past her, completely indifferent to her, Yuna was both angry and disappointed.
Just as she was feeling down, Frederickâs voice suddenly came from ahead.
âCome here.â
Yuna was overjoyed, thinking that Freddie had changed his mind. She quickly ran up to him and eagerly said, âFreddie, what are you saying?â Instead of the gentle gaze she was expecting, his eyes were even colder.
âIâm warning you, if I ever find out t