Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 212

Frederick, noting the bruises on Jocelyn, his already Gomber face darned even more “What happened?

Joonyn stood up, glancing at Marguente out of the comer of her eye at the fabricated a tale, I fall down the stairs by accident Marguente happened to be nearby and I had her get me some medication”

Inderick clearly held doubts about her story, his gaze furned to Marguerite, intense and probing. Really?”

His piercing stare, carrying an aura of having seen it all, made Marguerite’s heart race

She hesitated, then came back to her senses nervously touching her earlobe, “yes”

“Why did you leave the house and come here?”

Jocelyn avoided his gaze. “Your father was discharged from the hospital today Lisette went to pick him up this morning I had nothing to do at home, so I decided

to take a walk”

Has Maurice been back?”

Jocelyn shook her head. He hasn’t been home since he returned to the country But I guess he must have met with your father”

Frederick’s expression remained unchanged, but Marguerite clearly sensed his dissatisfaction Otherwise, he wouldn’t have walked over to the window to light a cigarette

she had only been living with Frederick for two months, she had quickly learned his habits and

was upset,

him, “Frederick, Marguerite is pregnant, put out the

glanced at Marguerite’s belly and walked over to the window opening

gaze on Marguente was apologetic, and Marguerite quickly shook her head, whispering, “It’s okay, ma’am, let him smoke by the window I wont m The child in

Jocelyn, and Jocelyn looked at Frederick. The backs of the mother son duo were within Marguentes

that she couldn’t express. Despite having a son who could support

striving to balance the rigid relationship between Powell and Frederick but also shielded Frederick from most of the family turmo Everything she did was to ensure Frederick could

seemingly steady life was chattered by the

quilty, but at the same time, she resolved to

elancholy

for the perfume market, then Fragrance Finesse would be the first shot Maurice fed Marguente would do her best to thwart

domestic wat

to smoke,

began to usher them out, “Frederick, I should be going Let’s

put out his last cigarette and immediately tumed to head for the

Jocelyn walk slowly The atmosphere was oppressive, and

today’s events a secret If anything like this happens again call me night away. I come

hand, touched

innocent couple but felt she