Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 287

There were no words to describe the storm that was raging within Marguerite

Today, she’d been bombarded with secrets upon secrets, leaving her completely unprepared and caught off guard. Her emotions had already settled into a numb calm after wave after wave of shock, akin to the feeling of throwing caution to the wind.

All that Maurice had done, wasn’t it just to bring Frederick down? So, whatever he said now, Marguerite did not find it surprising Even if he suddenly confessed to being the Grim Reaper himself, she had to believe him!

Marguerite let out a laugh, soaked in self mockery and despair, before tears start to trickle down her face, her nose stinging worse than after a spoonful of horseradish.

Maunce looked down at Marquente’s shaking shoulders, and regardless of whether she could accept it, he continued to speak, “The moment I saw you in the hospital, I was drawn to your beauty. But that was just a fleeting admiration, nothing to do with affection Yet, when I began to investigate you, I found out your parents were scheming to get you involved with Hanley. I’ve met Hanley, he’s a fat gambler.

At that moment, I found myself empathizing with you. If you had to give up your virtue that night, why couldn’t it be with me? At least, after completing your mission, I could offer you stability for the rest of your life Hanley, however, could offer you nothing”

His voice was soft, his tone gentle, but Marquente could only feel nausea

How could he utter those words. “If you had to give up your virtue, why couldn’t it be with me?”

good looks, how was he any

Maurice was even more of a refined

against the wall to stand up, locked eyes with Maurice, and forced herself to pull together,

evidence of that night in your hands,

remembered the

impatiently, her entire being filled with urgency and anxiety, her trembling

27th! The date of that one–night stand

the corresponding date, following it to the booking details of

Guest Maurice!

blurred, the name

couldn’t believe that the father of her child

her phone, voice filled with emotion, “Maunce, how did you know I would have this list? You knew I was investigating it, didn’t you? So, you had plenty of

influence, altering the guest records of the Regal Haven Hotel would be a piece of cake