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.

fuming, her heart filled with both hatred and pain. “Mom,

and handed it back to Marguerite. “From now on, the Lockwood family only has one daughter,

Marguerite might have mistakenly entered the room and confused Frederick for Hanley. That was why that incident

to marry was actually

wear

in disbelief, crying out,

like you! If it weren’t for your inauspicious birth, would our casino business be in decline? Your face is mine to control, I

were bulging out of

completely dead inside. “What if

aside, walked straight to her

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

as if she had been struck

that’s my grandma, your mother–in–law. How could you do such a thing?” Marguerite asked Ablett anxiously,

angrily retorting, “You heartless girl, if you don’t wear

felt weak,

not human,

could the world be so

count to three. If you don’t put it on, I’ll pull

her chin, her

it!” Marguerite’s voice was filled with despair and

trembling hands, she put on the lifelike

two of them left

stumbled to her grandma’s side. Looking at her sleeping face, tears

we

as she sat in the back seat, before even getting a

hour later, in the