Chapter 272

Frederick returned straight to the church from Brightwater Cove, and everyone was occupied until late into the night before they could head home

Marguerite was still sleeping in Lavernes inom, with Frederick lying next to her, a small gap always maintained between them

Marguerite didn’t say anything, her eyes glazed as she stared at the ceiling

Frederick Tumed on his side, looking at Marguerite’s modest profile through the moonlight, and softly whispered, “Marguerite, tell me about your childhood”

Marguerite turned her gaze towards Frederick, a fleeting emotion passing through her eyes before she turned back to stare at the ceiling once again.

Her thoughts gradually drifted back to the past.

When I was a child life wasn’t easy I was constantly sick and the neighborhood kids would ridicule me for not having parents. Whenever that happened, grandma would always jump in to defend me.

Did you know, grandma’s character isn’t what you think. She was hardworking and patient. She often told me, ‘patience is a virtue, Marguente

She told me that there are too many wicked people in the world, and instead of confronting them, it was better to swallow my pride and endure. At least, they might spare you if they perceived you as weak”

she advised.

all, cruel people are heartless, like

when dealing with the Lockwood family, Marguerite learned to

but if it involved her grandma, she would fight

to sacrifice her own dignity, threaten with her own life, she would

time, she failed. She

understanding the core of her character. He always thought she

he know, she was just

and needed protection. Yet, she

sense of lone bravery in the struggle

she never mentioned the Lockwood family or Yuna,

a great influence on Marguerite, they must have spent a

she never mentioned the child adopted by the

tentatively asked, “Did you

Marguente nodded her head.

the two of

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