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.

the

the fare, her voice choked with tears,

the car, pushed open the

heart of the estate. Marguerite ran panting, but she

even sure why she was so desperate

foundation between her and Frederick, she could just walk

But she was wrong.

asked, “Do you have any dignity left,” she

to misunderstand, so she had to

her or not, she

ten minutes, the villa finally came

clenched, she knocked on the door

and was startled at her appearance, “Marguerite,

“Where’s Frederick?

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

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

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 barge in, and recount the whole story, just to