Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 161

After Frederick stepped out Sade humedly fetched a brand new set of pajamas for him to take in

Once Levene was done. Sadie helped her hathe in warm water, then moved her into a wheelchair and wheeled her out

Fredericks face was icy, his silence chilling to the bone

Sadie bent down, asking with concern, “Ma’am, you cried out in pain earlier Where does it hurt? Is it severe?”

Laveme nodded tearfully. It hurts! My back is in pain, my legs are numb, but it’s a bit better now. I’ve troubled you all, please go rest”

Frederick stood still, repeating. “What exactly happened?”

Despite hot expression, Sadie could tell this was the calm before the storm for Mr. Winston.

“Freddie, I

“Quiet” Yuns’s words completely infuriated Frederick. He turned to Laverne, his fist clenched until his knuckles tumed blue, “My lady, you tell me”

“Lavemo hesitated, glancing at Yuna Her careful demeanor was as if she dared not speak.

Frederick shot Yuno a fierce glare, stepped forward, and knelt on one knee beside Laveme, “You can tell me without worry. No one in this mansion will dare to threaten you”

Yuna trembling, Laverne

the bathroom, but Yuna was asleep. I called her for a long time, but she didn’t wake up. I couldn’t hold it in and…I wet myself. Before I could clean up, I woke this child up, and asked her to take me to the bathroom. She might have been reluctant, so

was submissive as wetting oneself was not a matter of

erupted, he stood up abruptly, glaring at

going to hit her and out of fear, she

said it wasn’t that I didn’t want to take her to the bathroom, it’s

twitched, his tight lips revealing bared teeth, looking

just watched her crawl to the

she had been holding in

She treats me like a maid! And she’s all covered in urine, so smelly and dirty! When

displeased, and Sadie shook her head, unable to hold

dirty work. If she were here today,

everyone speaking

Witch!

glared at Sadie fiercely, “Marguerite is nothing but a lowly bitch! She’s willing to

cold as ice, his teeth clenched, his

Lowly bitch?

Bedpans?

could this woman utter

save Yuna’s face anymore, and sarcastically retorted, “Ms. Yuna, don’t forget, it was Mr. Winston who carried