Chapter 208
Bride Behind The Mask
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Now full time employes and not an intern, and promoted to the project manager of Polar Radiance perfume, Chuck arranged a private office for Marguerite But her office supplies were still in the CEOâs office.
Marguerite grabbed an empty box and started packing up her stuff while Frederick was out Her laptop, flex the photo of her and her grandmother While packing, she suddenly noticed the divorce papers on the desk Frederick hadat signed them yet, he probably didnât have the time.
Soon, she had everything packed up As Marguente was about to leave with her hefty box, Robert appeared less than half a meter behind her, which startled her âMr Fitzgerald? Marguente gasped, âDonât you make any noise when you walk? When did you come in?
Robert smiled slightly, âJust now Did I scare you?â
Marguente nodded without speaking Robertâs gaze moved from Margueriteâs box to the divorce papers on the desk. He paused, then cut to the chase âMarguente, Frederick spent all moming looking at the divorce papers, but he hasnât signed them. Heâs clearly conflictedâ
Marguerite frowned, âMr. Fitzgerald, if you have something to say, just tell me.â
Robert looked at Marguente with a smile that wasnât quite a smile, âCanât you see? He doesnât really want to divorce Marguerite smiled, though her tone was sour, âMr. Fitzgerald, you seem to know him very well. Does he know that?â
Tm his therapist I know him very well. So, you donât need to doubt meâ
âA therapist?â Marquente was surprised, âWhy does he need a therapist?
Robert paused, realizing he had said too much in his haste. But since he had already started, there was no point in hiding it âDo you remember when you joined LuxeScents International, I said you were his antidote?â
Marguente was puzzled, âYesâ
âThree years ago, Frederick lost his sense of smell in a car accident. He couldnât smell anything, except your Polar Radiance perfume advised him to keep you here because I thought you could help him regain his sense of smell Marguente was taken aback. This was a huge revelation!
Frederick had lost his sense of smell, but could only smell the perfume she created?
This was a strange twist, even more outrageous than a soap opera!
âMr Fitzgerald, this is a very unfunny joke.â
âIf you donât believe me, I can show you his medical records from his treatments all over the world. I accompanied him everywhere, consulting hundreds of doctors, but none could figure out the reason.
However, your perfume seems to have cured him. So, Marguerite, would you consider staying a little longer? Frederick, he he canât be without youâ
Admittedly, when Robert revealed this, Margueriteâs heart did waver for a moment.
Frederick, who had lost his sense of smell, could only smell her the perfume she designed. Wasnât that some kind of fate?
But they were not meant to be together. Frederick didnât love her. Even if there were feelings, they were pathetically few. They were destined to part ways.
Marguerite tightened her grip on the box, raised her head, and responded with a polite yet distant smile, âMr Fitzgerald, since Polar Radiance perfume seems to help with Frederickâs condition, I will do my best to make this project successful. As for his loss of smell, rest assured, I will keep it confidential.â
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