Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 9

Marguerite turned around and looked up to see Frederick in his loose black robe, looking down at her like a king.

“What’s up?” Marguerite asked, her tone icy.

“I don’t know how you managed to become my wife, but I hope you understand, a woman like you will never have any relation with me. So, three months from now, I hope you can divorce me on time.”

What’s her status? What kind of status does she have?

Marguerite couldn’t stand Frederick’s high and mighty attitude. Did he think he was a king just because he had some money?

Compared to Frederick, they were indeed from different worlds. But even though she was of low status, she didn’t belittle herself.

So, she straightened up and said fearlessly, “Mr. Winston, I believe neither of us wants to have any relation with the other. Goodbye.”

With that, Marguerite left Frederick with a thin but proud back.

Marguerite’s indifference made Frederick’s face darken, his mood becoming more irritable.

Who did she think she was, acting all high and mighty? She was so brazen to sneak into his room last night.

What a pretentious woman.

Marguerite left Sapphire Valley Estates and walked a long way to find a bus stop.

She had completed the task given by the mysterious person, and now the most important thing was to go to the hospital to see if her grandmother had started treatment.

She soon arrived at Stonebridge Memorial Hospital and ran into a nurse as she entered the ward.

The nurse looked at Marguerite and asked, “Are you a relative of Laverne?”

Marguerite nodded, “Yes.”

“Her condition is very serious, and she missed the best treatment time. She’s been unconscious. The subsequent treatment will take a long time, prepare yourself.”

Marguerite turned pale at the news and cautiously asked, “About the treatment cost…”

the cost, someone has

the promise, and the heavy burden in Marguerite’s

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this mysterious person? Just because she married Frederick, this person helped to pay

thought for a long time but

know who paid for us?”

her head, “I don’t know, and I don’t have the

Marguerite gave up asking.

Marguerite didn’t know who he or she was,

existence.

wait for this mysterious person to

into the ward, sitting

move her hands and feet, her muscles would

busy and sweaty–when a sharp and harsh voice came, “Marguerite,

back, and

and continued to massage

onto Frederick, a man of great

of pride and couldn’t wait

me that much?” Yuna walked in with her high heels, her

you must be pissed off. But you can’t blame others.

stopped, and she looked up at her

If

face and became more arrogant, “This mask really suits you. You’re such

face as

was shaking with anger, she straightened up and looked down on her, “What on

twins and looked very similar, there were

taller and her eyes were bigger and

visit Laverine, many villagers praised

had been jealous of

Yuna always wanted to compete

I do? As your sister, of course, I have to share my good news with you!” Yuna was very proud just

react much, just said an “oh“, and then turned around to continue massaging her