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.

long, they arrived at the entrance of

the fare, her voice choked with tears, “Keep the

the car, pushed open

of the estate. Marguerite ran panting, but

she wasn’t even sure why she was so desperate to explain, but she followed that impulse

there was no emotional foundation between her and

But she was wrong.

“Do you have any dignity left,” she felt a pain so deep she couldn’t breathe, let alone

so she had to tell him the truth

could forgive her or not, she had to tell

ten minutes, the villa finally

knocked

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

brushed past him, “Where’s Frederick? I need

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

was taken aback, then turned to Chuck desperately, “I have something important to

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