Frederick's eyes flickered with an unusual glint. He suspected that Marguerite's recent closeness to his mother meant that his mother was likely the source of whatever was on her mind.
Silence hung in the air for a long while, his expression of shock slowly morphing into one of anger, his voice icy and distinctly displeased, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Marguerite shed her usual aloof demeanor and flashed him a coquettish smile, "Can't we talk about love? I wanna be cheesy today, so you'd better get used to them."
Talk about love?
In an instant, his anger was scrambled by her words. He leaned back, arms crossed, tilting his head with a knowing look directed at Marguerite .
What was this woman up to? Absolutely nonsensical!
"I'm not in the mood for love talk right now."
Marguerite's eyes widened unconsciously, shamelessly pressing on, "Then I'll just wait in line. When you're in the mood, could I be the first you consider?"
Frederick met her gaze with a leisurely air, a smirk playing at the edge of his lips, he countered, "Do you think you're worthy?"
Marguerite wasn't sure if his smile was mocking or if he found her amusing, but she didn't have the luxury to care. Determined to win him back, she needed to dive in and figure out a plan!
"I may not be worthy, but I think Yuna is even less so." Marguerite's eyes were filled with sincere conviction.
"And where does your confidence come from? Regardless of Yuna's shortcomings, at least she gave me twins, Manley and Hayes. What have you left for me?"
Marguerite found herself stumped by Frederick's question.
Indeed. What had she left for him?
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