Chapter 171

Margate’s breathing suddenly quickmed.

Heshwart became even more chaotic.

Marguerite’s eyes heated up, and guilly withdrew her gaze like a child caught in wrongdoing, feeling like she was walking on pins and needles.

She huntedly took a sip of her drink to calm herself. When she looked up, she saw Miley had put on a mouth–muffle.

What on earth?

“Why are you wearing that?”

Miley danratically widened her eyes, exaggerating like a melodramatic leenager, “Yuna’s cunning, what if she knows I’m your best friend and Iries to get to me?”

Marguerite chuckled helplessly, lightly scolding, “You’ve been watching too many dramas. Let’s see how you’re going to eat with that mask on!”

Miley rolled her eyes, “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there, the food hasn’t even arrived yet!”

As she spoke, her gaze kept wandering towards the private booth.

Seeing Miley’s behavior, Marguente fell a creeping sense of unease It seemed that Miley was even more curious about what was happening in that booth “Wow! So that’s what Mr. Winston looks like! He’s absolutely handsome!”

“Good grief, he’s a real catch! How can there be such a handsome man in this world?”

“Marguenle Marguerite! Mr. Winston is looking at you! He is looking at your Marguente süffened, her body tumed rigid.

Truth be told, the wanted to ask Miley what kind of emotion Frederick had when looking at her, was it anger or something else But she couldn’t bring herself to ask She thought, “Why the curiosity? How he looks at me is his business, what does it have to do with me?

Sigh. It was all because of that kiss.”

It took a while before Miley finally calmed down, “Alright, he’s not looking at you anymore*

The straw was bitten full of teeth marks by Marguerite, Then what is he doing..”

Miley glanced at him, “He’s eating.”

Only then did Marguente dare to look over, but still only out of the corner of her eye.

But the unfortunate thing about life is that it’s full of surprises. The rare time she looked at him, all she saw was Yuna, spoon in hand, smiling sweetly as she fed Frederick some soup Marguerite bit her lower lip involuntarily, her stomach chumed, and she suddenly felt nauseous.

The next second, she clutched her chest and ran towards the restroom.

The sound of her retching was heart–wrenching, yet Marguerite didn’t bring anything up.

She felt dreadful, and her heart ached painfully It felt as if her fragile heart was being tightly squeezed, then forcefully torn apart.

Just as she finished retching, her eyes red and tears streaming down her cheeks, a strong arm extended a piece of tissue to her.

“Thank you”

Marguente weakly thanked him, took the tissue and looked up. The handsome face reflected in the mirror made Marguente freeze Fredenck!

She tumed abruptly, her hands gripping the sink, her body on high alert, “Frederick, this is the ladies‘

room!”

Frederick’s thin lips remained silent, but he kept approaching her.

Marguerite had nowhere to retreat, watching helplessly as the man’s handsome face grew larger in her vision, with her heart breaking into pieces.

She felt her emotions were overflowing, knowing that just a month ago, she could still face him without flinching.

But from some point on, she had gradually lost control.

By then, Frederick’s knee was against Marguerite’s thigh. He bent his body slightly, his hands propped on the sink on both sides of Marguente, trapping her in that small space Frederick was tall, blocking the light in front of Marguente, but she didn’t dare to look at his expression, her body trembling uncontrollably Frederick’s sensual, cold lips were close to Marguerite’s ear, his eyes reflecting in the minor were particularly fierce, “Marguente, how many tricks do you have up your sleeve? You knew I was here, didn’t you?”