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”

Laveme’s words to heart and did just as she advised. But she later realized that endless patience only emboldened

cruel people are heartless, like Zoe, like

Lockwood family, Marguerite learned

own grievances, but if it involved her grandma, she would

own dignity, threaten with her

time, she failed. She lost

Marguente silently, suddenly understanding the core of her character. He always thought she was too cold,

know, she was just

fragile, and needed

bravery in the

family or Yuna, leaving Frederick unsure about her true

Marguerite, they must

never mentioned the child

then tentatively asked,

Marguente nodded her head.

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