Chapter 150
Bride Behind The Mask
Frederickâs abrupt question took Marguente by surprise.
The way he asked, it was as if he knew all along about her sapphire necklace.
But she had lost that necklace, so there was no way Frederick could have seen it around Yunaâs neck.
¦ Perhaps he was just following up on the shop ownerâs comment.
Tlost It Marguerite admitted, her eyes betraying her unease Frederickâs eyes tumed ley upon hearing this Marguerits was puzzled Why was he getting so worked up over her fost necklace?
Especially when Yuna didnât even have it in the first place Marguente ruminated on this, suddenly regretting bringing Frederick to this photo studio.
To Frederick, she was Yuno, but to the shop owner, she was Marguerite.
Even though the owner didnât know her real name.
What surprised her was that the shop owner remembered things from many years agol If he continued to talk, her cover might be blown!
Marguente, anxious, quickly changed the subject âSir, itâs almost midnight. Itâs my birthday today, and I want to capture this moment. Weâre short on time.â
The shop owner quickly put down his pipe. âNo problem! Sit over there, the same seaside backdrop as before, okay?â
âSureâ Marguente readily agreed white Frederickâs brows furrowed even deeper In this digital age, this old, decrepit photo studio was still using a vintage largeâformat camera!
It was as though Frederick had been transported back to the 70s!
He was not thrilled, but seeing the excitement in the woman before him, he didnât want to let her down, so he went along with it They took their seats on the bench, the shop owner then motioned for them to get closer, âMove in a bit!â
They awkwardly shifted towards the center, but the shop owner was still not satisfied.
âYouâre still too far apart! Can you smile a bit? Itâs your birthday, whereâs the festive mood?â
Marguente sat up straight, not moving an inch.
This was as close as she was willing to get. Every lime she moved closer to him, her heart rate sped up, and she found herself resisting Seeing Marguente unmoving, the shop owner was puzzled.
âMiss, I remember you having a big smile when you took photos with your grandma! Whats up today?
Canât you smile?â
Just then, Frederick put his arm around Marguerite and pulled her into his embrace Click-
The flash went off as the shutter clicked, and the shop owner said with satisfaction, âNice! Looks like a wedding photo! Do you guys want to take a few more?â
Marguerite quickly shook her head, shrugged her shoulder, and Frederickâs arm slid off. âOne is enough.â
âIt will take about a week to develop the photo. Is your phone number still the same? Iâll send you a message.â
âOkay, thank youâ Marguerite answered politely, then got up and walked out with Frederick.
âHold on!â The shop owner turned off the power and walked over to Marguerite. âMiss, do you still have the photos you took here before?â
The old photos were kept by her grandmother She remembered the day of the big fire, they pulled out all their photos, but after moving into the lowâ
rent house, she didnât know where her grandmother had put them Now that her grandmother had lost her memory, she couldnât remember anything about herself, let alone find these photos.
Regretfully, Marguerite shook her head, her eyes full of selfâblame. âI donât have themâ
âThatâs okay Next week, Iâm updating the equipment in my shop, and some old photos may be found. If I find yours, Iâll contact youâ
âThank you so much! Feel free to call me anytime, Iâm always available!â
The possibility of finding her lost old photos excited Marguerite immensely âOh, I havenât paid yet, have 1?â
Marguente was about to pull out her wallet to pay, but after patting herself down, she membered that she had left her purse in the barâs dressing room.
âYou can wait outside.â
A gentle, magnetic male voice sounded in her ear Marguente looked at hun to see him pulling a leather wallet from his pocket and handing a bill to the shop owner Her heart pounded harder as she walked out.
The shop owner quickly gave Frederick his change. The man paused for a moment before pulling out a business card and placing it on the table âWhen the photo is ready. call the number on this card Sheâs a bit forgetful, I bet sheâll forget to come pick it upâ