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 managed a

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

wetting oneself

erupted, he stood up abruptly, glaring at

and out of fear, she collapsed to the

to take her to the bathroom, it’s just that I was asleep

twitched, his tight lips revealing bared

up? You just watched her crawl to the bathroom? Yuna, this is your grandmother! Your

she had been holding in her resentment. Now, she couldn’t hold it in

is really troublesome. She treats me like a maid! And she’s all covered

tone only made Frederick more displeased, and Sadie shook her head, unable to hold

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

everyone speaking up for

Witch!

is nothing but a lowly bitch!

face was as cold as ice, his teeth clenched, his anger raging in his bloodshot

Lowly bitch?

Bedpans?

could this woman utter

Yuna’s face anymore, and sarcastically retorted, “Ms. Yuna, don’t forget, it was Mr. Winston who carried Ma’am to the bathroom, despite her unne–soaked clothes. So, according to your logic, is our Mr. Winston also