Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 4

To save her grandma, Marguerite was willing to pay a huge price. She would do anything.

But getting married was hard for her. She hesitated, “I don’t have enough identification.“–

“I’ve taken care of it for you,” the voice on the other end said “My guy is waiting for you at the hospital entrance. The last two digits of the license plate are 25 Come down now.”

Marguerite hung up the phone, her mind foggy.

With just a few words, had she entrusted her life to a stranger?

But who was this Frederick? Why was he so keen on marrying her?

Marguerite was puzzled.

But she couldn’t afford to ponder these questions. Her grandma’s life was at stake.

She took one last look at her unconscious grandma in the hospital room, then made up her mind and left.

But just as she was about to step out, Zoe and Ablett appeared in front of her, blocking her way.

Marguerite’s heart leapt. “Mom, Dad, have you decided to save grandma?”

If Zoe and Ablett were willing to save grandma, she wouldn’t have to marry this stranger called Frederick.

But Zoe slapped Marguerite across the face. The burning pain seared across her cheek.

“Dream on! Do you know that Yuna was almost taken away by Hanley because of you? You should be with Hanley, not causing us trouble, you wretch! Put this mask on!”

Zoe tossed a human–skin mask at Marguerite.

hatred and pain. “Mom, Hanley’s debt is

it back to Marguerite. “From now on, the Lockwood family

mistakenly entered the room

person Frederick wanted to

secret from being discovered, Marguerite had to wear the mask and

looked at her parents in disbelief, crying out, “Mom, Dad, I’m your daughter too. Why are you treating me

birth, would our casino business be in decline? Your

eyes were bulging out

having cried herself out, felt completely dead inside.

Marguerite aside, walked straight to her grandma’s bed, and

grandma’s breathing tube right now! If you don’t wear the mask, your grandma’s death will

blank, as

such a thing?” Marguerite asked Ablett anxiously, “Dad,

on Marguerite’s shoulder, angrily retorting, “You heartless girl, if you don’t wear the mask, you’ll be

felt weak, her

not

the world be so

you don’t put it on, I’ll

lifted her chin, her eyes threatening,

it!” Marguerite’s voice was filled with

trembling hands, she put on the lifelike

of them

Looking at her sleeping

me, wait for me to find a way to cure your illness. Then we can

seat, before even getting

hour later, in the