Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 323

Marguerite’s mind went blank, and she found herself involuntarily moving forward, taking a seat in the passenger side of the car.

"Where to?"

Marguerite was dazed, but before she could respond, her stomach grumbled loudly.

Frederick was silent for a while, then started the engine and without expression, uttered two words, "Dinner then."

The journey was quiet, the narrow space filled with a peaceful silence. She could hear his steady breathing and the familiar scent that clung to him.

Back when they were at LuxeScents International, he often smelled of various perfumes due to his work. But despite his change in occupation and absence of perfume, Marguerite could still detect a distinct scent that was uniquely his.

Has he been well these past few years? Has his sense of smell recovered? Marguerite had so many questions, but none she could voice out.

Their destination was Bluebell Bistro, the place where Frederick had planned to confess his feelings for Marguerite. And he had specifically chosen a table on the terrace.

Marguerite, of course, was not aware of this.

Although the confession plan was three years ago, as Frederick looked around, the tumultuous emotions from that day resurfaced.

Regret, pain, and hatred, effectively piercing his heart.

The chilly wind howled, and the waiter kindly closed the window.

After Frederick ordered a few appetizers, the awkward silence descended once again.

In Marguerite's mind, a reunion with Frederick was supposed to be tense and confrontational.

Who would have thought that they could sit together peacefully?

Marguerite was a bundle of nerves and tried to make conversation. "Bluebell Bistro closed down for three years. I didn't expect it to reopen today."