Chapter 132

Frederick bolted out the back door. By the time Marguerite chased after him, all she saw was his taillights disappearing into the night.

His abrupt departure left her flabbergasted. She even took a tumble, but he didn’t stop.

Her gown was torn, her delicate skin scraped raw. The pain made her arm and hand burn.

Picking herself up off the ground, she kicked off her high heels and began the challenging trek outside the mansion.

Luckily, the Winston Mansion wasn’t far from the city. Marguerite quickly hailed a taxi and gave the driver the address to Sapphire Valley Estates.

The driver glanced at Marguerite through the rearview mirror, his eyes widened in surprise.

His shock wasn’t unwarranted. Marguerite’s white gown was stained and torn in places from her fall. Plus, she’d been running barefoot, her feet bloody.

The sight was heartbreaking.

For Marguerite, her usual strong facade was gone. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, her slender shoulders trembling with her sobs.

long, they arrived at the

her voice choked with

out of the car, pushed open the black iron gates, and

villa was at the very heart of the estate. Marguerite ran panting,

sure why she was so

there was no emotional foundation between her and

But she was wrong.

moment Frederick found out she was pregnant, the moment he coldly asked, “Do you have any dignity left,” she

want Frederick to misunderstand, so she had to

or not, she had to tell

ten minutes, the villa

knocked on the

was startled at her appearance, “Marguerite, what happened to

Frederick? I need to

“Ms. Lockwood, Mr. Winston doesn’t want to

then turned to Chuck desperately, “I have

point in explaining anymore. Regardless of your explanation, the child in your belly isn’t Mr. Winston’s. What else do you want to say? He’s already done you a favor by not being angry. So, you want to

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