Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 71

Marguerite felt a bit awkward, "Actually, you guys don't need to fuss over me. I'm not picky about what I eat, I'm just a bit bored."

"Do you really think so highly of yourself, believing that everyone should center on you?"

Frederick suddenly passed by her, a servant immediately pulled out a chair for him and he sat down as gracefully as a prince.

He lazily wiped his fingers with a hot towel, not even glancing at her, "Eating bread and milk gets boring after a while, one has to change it up once in a while."

Marguerite felt super embarrassed, mentally berating herself for overthinking.

She made a complete fool of herself.

Marguerite stiffly sat down and silently started eating.

Fortunately, the dishes today suited her taste perfectly, the healing power of good food quickly made her forget her embarrassment.

Breakfast only lasted half an hour, after they finished, Frederick told Marguerite to go change into appropriate clothes.

Marguerite had a strong sense of time and she didn't want to keep him waiting. So she quickly changed her clothes and ran downstairs to find him.

By then, he was already dressed up, leaning against a Rolls-Royce Cullinan waiting for her.

Marguerite was slightly startled, feeling that the man looked particularly handsome today.

He was not wearing a suit, his white silk shirt was a bit loose, but not sloppy.

The shirt was tucked into light blue jeans, his relaxed style was like a charming male lead who just walked out of a TV series.

Marguerite was used to seeing him in formal attire, his outfit today was indeed a pleasant surprise.

She had to admit that this man had a really good figure, and he could pull off any style.

Marguerite jogged over, reaching for the back seat handle only to realize the car door was locked, she turned to him: "Don't we have things to do? Let's go."

Frederick looked her up and down, not hiding his displeasure: "I told you to change into something appropriate, why did you come out like this?"

Marguerite frowned.