Bride Behind The Mask Novel

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.

they arrived at the entrance

paid the fare, her voice

hastily got out of the car, pushed open

the very heart of the estate. Marguerite ran panting,

even sure why she was so desperate to explain, but

was no emotional foundation between her and Frederick, she could just walk

But she was wrong.

pregnant, the moment he coldly asked, “Do you have any dignity left,” she felt a pain

so she had to

her or not, she had

minutes, the villa finally came into

fists clenched, she knocked

the door and was startled at her appearance, “Marguerite, what happened

“Where’s Frederick? I

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

desperately, “I have something important to explain

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 barge in, and recount