Marguerite was a bit puzzled, “What in the world does their family feud have to do with me?”
“Don’t you get it? You’re Mr. Winston’s wife now. Maurice is a sly fox. I’m worried he might come after you to outsmart Mr. Winston.”
Marguerite furrowed her brows without saying a word. Miley blinked and asked, “Think about it, have any strange men popped up around you lately?”
Marguerite, for some reason, thought of that mysterious guy she hadn’t heard from in a while.
He had me stick around Frederick for some sort of reason.
But this mysterious man had never asked her to snoop into Frederick’s affairs. He only asked her to marry Frederick, and even made him fall for her.
Was the mysterious man’s goal just to stir up chaos?
Marguerite really couldn’t get a read on this mysterious guy.
Seeing the puzzled look on Marguerite’s face, Miley gave up on getting any useful information out of her.
After all, it’s often said that pregnant women get a bit slow, there’s some truth to that.
Seeing the situation, Miley could only give her a helpless glance, “No need to rack your brain anymore. Maurice will definitely show up at the party, stay away from him as much as you can, don’t let Mr. Winston get the wrong idea.”
Marguerite thought Miley was overreacting.
Even if this mysterious guy was Maurice, she hadn’t done anything to harm Frederick.
She had never met either the mysterious man or Maurice, so what could Frederick possibly misunderstand?
Three days later, on the day of the banquet.
In the cloakroom of Sapphire Valley Estates.
When Marguerite walked out of the cloakroom in that white gown, Frederick’s eyes were glued to her.
There was surprise and joy in his eyes.
Without even looking at Marguerite’s face, her figure was already top–notch.
Despite being skinny, the gown accentuated her figure well. She had a slim waist and full chest, very S**y.
Especially the big bow design at the back, adding a touch of sweetness to the otherwise elegant style.
The gown was a perfect fit for Marguerite, but she didn’t have time to admire her own beauty.
She was holding her breath and then exhaling repeatedly, ensuring the waist of the gown allowed her to breathe freely and didn’t squeeze her baby.
“Mr. Winston, Ms. Lockwood’s figure is simply perfect. Just her face, it’s a bit…not so pretty…”
The makeup artist tried to flatter Marguerite, continuing to speak to Frederick.
“But don’t worry, I’ll make sure Ms. Lockwood looks stunning, she’ll be the center of attention!”
“I’m not wearing makeup.” Marguerite retorted as soon as the makeup artist finished speaking.
She wasn’t against makeup, in fact, she was somewhat looking forward to it. After all, which woman doesn’t want to look more beautiful?
Marguerite had no choice. She was wearing a silicone mask and regular makeup couldn’t be applied to it.
More importantly, she was pregnant.
Many makeup products aren’t suitable for pregnant women, she had to be responsible for her baby.
The makeup artist looked at Marguerite helplessly, then at Frederick.
“Mr. Winston, what should we do?”
The man’s eyes flickered, always landing on Marguerite.
“You go out first.” He pointed to the door and said coldly to the makeup artist.
“Yes, Mr. Winston.”
Marguerite’s refusal to wear makeup was too suspicious, she was worried about being exposed. So, she picked up her dress and walked to Frederick, nervously asking:
“Can I not wear makeup?”
The man’s eyes suddenly became intense, he gently lifted Marguerite’s chin, his nose almost touching her face.
“Your face is so noble that makeup can’t even touch it?”
Frederick’s handsome face suddenly magnified in front of Marguerite, making her feel very panicked and nervous.
He was so close to her that she was afraid he would notice the mask on her face.