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”

Laverne managed a magnanimous

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 I tried to crawl there myself. I fell when i tried to get off the

submissive as wetting oneself was not a

stood up abruptly,

her and out of

her to the bathroom, it’s just that I was asleep when she wet herself,

twitched, his tight lips revealing bared teeth, looking as ferocious

crawl to the bathroom? Yuna, this is your grandmother! Your

had been holding in her resentment. Now, she

maid! And she’s all covered in urine, so smelly and dirty! When have

petulant tone only made Frederick more displeased, and Sadie shook her head,

took care of Ma’am, she was willing to do any tiring or dirty work. If she were here today, she

speaking

Witch!

nothing but a lowly bitch! She’s willing to even

teeth clenched, his anger

Lowly bitch?

Bedpans?

this woman utter

Mr. Winston who carried Ma’am to the bathroom, despite her unne–soaked clothes. So, according to your logic, is our Mr. Winston also