NovelEnglishChapter 684
Marguerite stood up, facing Daphne squarely, making her position crystal clear, "You really didn't have to spill
your guts tobecause I'm not going to be a roadblock in your quest for love."
Daphne burst into laughter, leaning back in amusement, "Of course, you won't be. What makes you think you
can pose a threat to me? If anything, the uncertainty lies with me, not you."
Marguerite was visibly puzzled, just as Daphne stubbed out her cigarette and lit another, taking a drag with an
air of nonchalance.
"Do you know why Maurice will never marry you? Because unless | give my consent, you two will never be able
to tie the knot. Sure, domestic and international laws are worlds apart, but given that I'm a foreign national, if he
dares to marry you, a scandal on an international scale would hurt him the most. Maurice may be a big shot in
Stonebridge City, but his influence doesn't stretch far enough to battle it out with international law. So, as long
as I'm in the picture, you can forget about becoming his second wife."
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Daphne's threats were delivered not with the heart-wrenching passion of a scorned lover but with a smile, her
tone even and her pace leisurely, much like a sophisticated Persian cat basking in the sun, yet inexplicably
sending shivers
down one's spine.
This trait, eerily reminiscent of Maurice, somehow struck Marguerite as hilarious.
Did Daphne really think she was head over heels for Maurice, just like her?
Was it her unclear explanation, or was Daphne's perception just too clouded to see the truth?
Marguerite met Daphne's superior gaze with a cool, impassive expression, "Thinking that way is actually the best
outcfor me."
In that moment, Marguerite saw a flicker of surprise on Daphne's face, her sharp eyes filled with probing
questions.
"Marguerite, we're both women here; there's no need to put on a show. You've been with Maurice for three years;
| can't believe you don't have any feelings for him."
Marguerite's mind was filled with question marks.
The notion of growing fond over tapplied to many, but not to her.
At most, her past with Frederick spanned only three months.
Yet, those brief three months had her pining for him for a whole three years.
Thus, someone she never loved to begin with, even if she spent three years, or even a lifetwith them, she
would still feel nothing.
Just then, Marguerite's phone rang again, Frederick calling.
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He was probably hurrying her, so Marguerite didn't answer or hang up but simply smiled at Daphne, "Ms.
Daphne, not everyone treasures him as you do."
With those words, Marguerite walked past Daphne, but as they brushed shoulders, Daphne quickly grasped her
arm.
"Something else?"
Daphne mirrored her smile, and to Marguerite's surprise, she saw a hint of relief in her expression.
"Did | hear it right that three years ago, you had twins for Maurice? | don't know how he explained that to you.
But Marguerite, before we got married, we found out | couldn't conceive, and Maurice had a vasectomy to keep
things fair between us."
Marguerite's mind struggled to keep up, asking, "What did you say?"
Daphne smirked, "I believe | was quite clear, wasn't 1?"
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