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”

as she advised. But she later realized that endless patience only

cruel people are heartless, like Zoe, like

with the Lockwood family, Marguerite learned to

if it involved her grandma,

if she had to sacrifice her own dignity, threaten with her own life, she would do everything to

She

her character. He always thought she was

know, she

all women, she was sensitive, fragile, and needed protection.

of lone bravery in the

Lockwood family or Yuna,

on Marguerite, they

she never mentioned the child adopted by

then tentatively asked, “Did you always

Marguente nodded her head.

the two of

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