Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 134

Having said that, Marguerite got up from the ground, clutching her belly and ran into her bedroom. She quickly packed her things and came out.

She didn’t have a suitcase, so all her belongings were stuffed into a clear plastic bag.

She changed out of her dress and into a sweatshirt and sneakers, clothes she often washed.

As she walked past Frederick, she was like a proud swan in daylight, not sparing him a glance.

At this moment, Laverine walked in from outside.

She had been to the cheap apartment where she and Marguerite used to live. They were kicked out when they couldn’t pay rent, but their stuff remained in the apartment.

Before Marguerite turned 18, Laverine would take her to a photo studio to take a picture every year. There were 18 photos in total.

This time Laverine went to retrieve these 18 photos.

Each photo was labeled “Marguerite Age XX Memorial“, they could all be used to prove her identity.

Laverine had brought them all back, ready to show Frederick when the time came.

As soon as she got home, she saw Marguerite walking out with a plastic bag in a determined manner.

Laverine immediately grabbed her hand, “Where are you going? What happened to you? How did you hurt your hand?”

her grandmother, Marguerite felt

a backward glance, but she couldn’t

in the middle of the living room. Seeing this, Chuck was afraid Frederick would get

has kicked Ms. Lockwood out. He’s really pissed right now. Let’s let

Laverine was shocked.

wanted to

This was unacceptable!

she asked loudly, “If you

“That’s not my problem.”

gloomy, his eyes

me. You take good care of yourself at home, remember to go to the hospital for a check–up

her, she had nothing

although she would miss her, at least she would have a place

Marguerite tried to squeeze past Laverine to the door, but Laverine

terrifying at this moment, but Laverine dared to confront him, “Did

Over what?

clenched his lips,

this, Chuck was so nervous his

She’s really fearless!

already so mad, how could she still dare to poke the