Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite) novel Chapter 426

Chapter 426 

Marguerite stood frozen in place, her eyes wide in shock. 

Frederick, however, turned his head, not at all surprised by Marguerite’s arrival. 

His gaze made Marguerite uncomfortable, she forced a smile, she wished she could ask what was causing the noise in the next room. 

But when she opened her mouth, what came out was, “What are you doing here?” 

Teresa immediately stood up, stepping on her tiptoes to pull Marguerite into the kitchen. 

“Mommy, Hayes’ Daddy is here to make us a midnight snack! He made instant noodles and it smells so good!” 

Marguerite looked baffled and confused, “Since someone is already making food, why did you call me?” 

Oh, isn’t it obvious? They were trying to play matchmaker for her and Hayes’ daddy! 

How could mommy not see their well-meaning intentions? 

Teresa playfully rolled her, eyes and feigned innocence, “Because… Because I’m afraid that Hayes’ Daddy will bully me…” 

Frederick paused, his eyes half-smiling as he looked at Teresa, “Do you still want to eat?” 

Teresa pretended to be terrified, her eyebrows furrowed in distress, she immediately turned to Marguerite to tattle, “Mommy, look, he’s starting to threaten me…” 

Frederick looked at the little girl, feeling speechless. 

At this moment, Frederick wished he could discipline this little girl, although he probably wouldn’t bare to punish her. 

Marguerite, on the other hand, seemed indifferent, she lightly pushed Teresa away, her face expressing displeasure, “Looks like you’re quite happy being bullied by him. Now, you have two choices, stay here and continue to be ‘bullied’, or come upstairs with me right now.” 

Teresa stared with her big watery eyes, looking at Hayes’ daddy, then at Marguerite, she was torn. Mommy really didn’t understand the situation. 

They had gone through a lot of trouble to create this moment for the two of them, but mommy wasn’t appreciating it at all. 

Seeing Teresa standing still, Marguerite didn’t want to force her, so she turned and headed upstairs. 

But out of the blue, Hayes charged forward, his arms outstretched to block Marguerite’s path. 

The little boy’s eyes were stubborn, his hesitance causing his little face to turn red. 

After a long while, Hayes finally managed to speak, “Don’t go… I like… you.” 

Hayes stuttered, leaving both Marguerite and Frederick dumbfounded. 

Hayes liked Marguerite? What about her did he like? What made her likable?