Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 275

Marguerite stirred her coffee absentmindedly, her cheeks puffed in thought.

Her? Did it matter if she liked it or not?

She and Yuna were on different wavelengths; her advice would have no relevance to Frederick.

So, it shouldn't hurt to say it.

Marguerite swallowed her coffee, slowly saying, "I don't like public surprises, they're awkward and embarrassing. Everyone staring at me gives me goosebumps.

For me, the happiest surprise is between just two people. As long as he can make me feel loved, that's enough. Oh, and flowers. I love flowers."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Marguerite realized she might have overstepped.

All he asked was if she liked it, and she not only answered but provided a detailed plan.

That was presumptuous, Frederick wasn't proposing to her.

Flushing, Marguerite quickly focused on her food to hide her embarrassment, unaware of the man beside her revealing a triumphant smirk.

She was easy to please; he had intended to make a grand gesture, but she had no such expectations.

He was the CEO of a perfume company; what kind of flowers couldn't he get?

After their meal, they went their separate ways.

Marguerite was driven to the funeral home, while Frederick headed to his office.

In the Cullinan.

Chuck sat in the passenger seat, mulling over the morning's events.

Mr. Winston making breakfast and discussing confessions; was he going to...

Gossip was Chuck's forte, and his round face lit up with a grin, "Mr. Winston, are you... planning to confess your feelings to Marguerite?"

Frederick on the leather seat crossed his legs, glancing at Chuck.

He hadn't intended to let Chuck in on the plan, but he needed Chuck to assist with the event. There was no need to hide it.

So, Frederick turned his face, nodding, "Yes."