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.

at the entrance of

fare, her voice choked with tears, “Keep the

car, pushed open the black iron gates, and ran

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

was so desperate to explain,

foundation between her and Frederick, she could just walk away after the

But she was wrong.

he coldly asked, “Do you have any dignity left,” she felt a pain so deep

she had to tell him the truth about that

or not, she had to tell

the villa finally came into

knocked

door and was startled at her appearance, “Marguerite,

past him, “Where’s Frederick? I need to see

Lockwood, Mr. Winston doesn’t want to

turned to Chuck desperately, “I have

your belly isn’t Mr. Winston’s. What else do you want to say? He’s already done you a favor by not