Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 262

Frederick, seeing Marguerite in such a state, felt each second passing by was pure agony

He gently wrapped his arms around Marquente, tightly clutching her shoulders, hoping he could offer her a sliver of comfort and strength

“There’s no rush to sign. We’ll come back tomorrow”

Marguente in his arms had long run out of tears, her emotions utterly drained.

She shook her head, her voice hoarse, “Let me go, I can sign. I’ll sign”

Marguerite’s voice was monotone, but her hand trembled uncontrollably.

Her handwnting was shaky but the pressure she applied was forceful enough to make an imprint on the back of the paper, giving Frederick a glimpse into her despair

Laveme’s body had to be kept in the hospital for a day to determine the exact cause of death, so Frederick had no choice but to take Marguerite home first.

Throughout the joumey, Marguente was calm. She didn’t cry, nor did she make a fuss.

Frederick kept silent, knowing that no words could console her wounded heart night now.

Chuck, the co–pilot, was about to turn around to report the situation, but Frederick immediately shook his head at him, signaling him to stay quiet. Instead, Chuck texted Frederick

landed at

doctor who prescribed the

[Understood“]

city streets, caught in the

breakfast street vendors, and Marguerite’s gaze suddenly fell on a shop

Frederick, the floodgates of her memories opening wide, and

Fredenck

poor, but I really wanted to eat fres. My grandma would get a couple

Yet, my grandma and I found them incredibly delicious, and it made us feel so content” As Marguerite spoke, she felt as though she was travelling back

back to her childhood, to that familiar old house in Marina

to look him in the eye, her tone filled with

bang, it’s spectacular! I had it when I

had discarded. One day, when my grandma was napping, I took out the machine

in

disfigured, and when she saw I wasn’t hurt, she spanked me so hard! You wouldn’t believe it, the

but Frederick felt

seemed, the more

to Laverne showed how much she

was a fatal blow

would rather have Marguerite cry and make a fuss,