Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 122

Meanwhile, at the Winston Group.

Taking public transport wasn't as fast as private cars, so even though Marguerite left the house earlier than Frederick, she was the last to arrive at the office.

By the time she got to the CEO's office, Frederick and Robert had already met in the break room.

Every morning from nine to ten, they'd chill in the break room for an hour. Their actions were as mysterious as a black box, and Marguerite didn't bother to dig deeper.

She didn't know this time slot was for Robert giving Frederick his therapy sessions.

And the topic they were discussing most of the time was about her.

Marguerite walked to her desk and saw a small bowl of mushroom soup on it.

She thought it was from the canteen for Frederick, so she put the soup back on his desk and then went back to her own workstation.

Soon, the two men came out of the break room.

Frederick instinctively looked at his desk, his eyes suddenly tensed up, and the next second he walked over to the workstation and put the small bowl of mushroom soup back next to Marguerite's desk.

Marguerite was puzzled, "What's this for?"

"Have it." Frederick's tone was arrogant and domineering.

Marguerite shrank back a bit.

Was the soup for her?

"You're not eating enough. Can you bear the responsibility if your work fails because of hunger?"

Marguerite looked up at him. Even though this man spoke so coldly and looked so grim, she felt a warm current in her heart.

She gave a small smile, said "Okay" in a mixed mood, and then quietly started to eat after opening the small bowl.

Frederick saw that Marguerite didn't resist as usual, behaving like a docile kitten, and couldn't help but reach out to pat Marguerite's head.

Marguerite stiffened, looked up at him with wide eyes in surprise.

"Why are you patting my head?"

Marguerite didn't know why she would ask such a question.

The atmosphere wasn't awkward just now, but now it became a bit weird after her question.

Her innocent big eyes seemed to hook people's hearts, making Frederick's hand pause in the air.