Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 799

"Beauty marks?" Marguerite exclaimed, her brows raised in surprise. "You have a beauty mark too? But I swear I saw a scar!"

"Oh, that. I had it lasered off," the man replied nonchalantly, seemingly unfazed by her reaction. He couldn't comprehend why Marguerite was making such a big deal out of it.

Marguerite stood rooted to the spot, her gaze fixed on him, but he had already gotten up and was heading towards the kitchen. "I just whipped up some dinner. Have a bite before you go."

Following him into the kitchen, Marguerite found her emotions in turmoil.

If his eyes reminded her of Frederick, she could chalk it up to coincidence.

But how could she explain the precise match of the beauty mark?

Soon, the unique aroma of beef stew with potatoes wafted through the kitchen. Marguerite's stomach growled with hunger, yet she was too preoccupied to care, pressing on, "Why would you remove your beauty mark?"

Silas ladled the stew into a clear, large bowl and placed it on the dining table over a damp cloth to avoid scorching the surface.

"My daughter didn't like it."

His daughter didn't like it?

Did Margot actually dislike the beauty mark near Silas's eye?

What a bizarre reason!

Marguerite wanted to delve deeper, but Silas had already ushered her to a seat and placed a steaming bowl of white rice beside her, slightly annoyed by her barrage of questions.

"Why all the questions?" he asked.

Marguerite looked at him squarely. "Just one last question."

Silas took a seat beside her, giving her a look that screamed, "You're really pushing your luck."

After a pause, he finally relented, "Fine, ask."

"You promised yesterday to show me a picture of you before the burn. Where's the picture?"

Silas pondered for a moment. "You want to see it now?"

Marguerite nodded eagerly: "Of course."