Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 148

The old lady gave them a pissed-off glance, then stormed off with a sour face.

Marguerite shot a sidelong glance at Frederick, recalling how she had just cheekily referred to herself as his mistress. She expected him to lose his cool.

However, the anticipated scene didn't play out.

The guy just grinned at her, not a hint of anger in sight.

Marguerite swallowed hard, but she wasn't surprised.

Frederick's doting on Yuna was common knowledge.

It seemed he was really head over heels for her.

Marguerite got up and started to walk away from the square, "It's getting late, you better get going."

Frederick quickly glanced at his watch, "I still have to celebrate your birthday. One more hour and today would be over."

Marguerite stopped in her tracks, stiffening up.

She didn't want to argue with this man, but his mention of "birthday" reminded her of herself.

Despite being poor and abandoned since birth, Marguerite had always been well taken care of by her grandma, never missing a single birthday celebration.

Every year on her birthday, Laverne would try her best to buy Marguerite a small cake and take her to the photo studio for a picture.

However, this happiness ended abruptly when she was eighteen, as a sudden fire robbed them of everything.

Since then, Laverne and Marguerite had led a life of wandering.

And Marguerite, she never celebrated a birthday or took a picture again.

Mechanically, Marguerite turned around, feeling a sting in her nose, "Are you going to celebrate my birthday?"

"We had agreed to dine at the Bluebell Bistro, but you ran off to the bar to do part-time work, whose fault is that?"

Marguerite stared at Frederick, a wicked thought creeping into her heart.

"But the restaurant is closed now." Marguerite reminded.

"No problem, I can have Alison and the chef come back. Since it's your birthday, it's all about you."

Frederick, who had never put any thought into Yuna before, maintaining their relationship simply with money, hadn't even prepared a gift for Yuna before today.

In the distance, behind a huge utility pole on the square, Yuna was fuming, watching Frederick and Marguerite slowly walking away.

Even though she already knew that Frederick had mistaken Marguerite for herself, Yuna was still red with rage.

Now, she was even more convinced that her beloved Freddie was tempted by Marguerite.

Yuna thought, "This despicable woman, dare to approach Freddie under my own name! Freddie was supposed to love me! Damn that woman!"

Yuna originally wanted to continue following them, but the high-heeled sandals she was wearing had worn her feet out.

Thinking of Frederick's car still parked outside the bar, she decided to go back and wait.

Since Marguerite went on a date with Frederick as herself, let her be.

After all, in Frederick's eyes, every move of Marguerite was in reference to Yuna, so the more attractive Marguerite was, the more he would love Yuna.

All she needed to do was to enjoy all of this.

With this thought, Yuna turned around satisfied, then limped towards the bar.