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

Laveme. They just landed at

who prescribed

[Understood“]

through the city streets, caught in the early morning

and Marguerite’s gaze suddenly fell on a shop selling

to Frederick, the floodgates of her memories opening wide, and pointed

direction, Fredenck

head, her tone indifferent. “No, it just reminded me of when I was a child. We were so poor, but I really wanted to eat fres. My grandma would get a couple of discarded potatoes from our neighbors and fried them

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

transported back to her childhood, to

in the eye,

old–fashioned kind, that pops with a loud bang, it’s spectacular! I had it when I was little, my grandma made

landlord had discarded. One day, when my grandma was napping, I took out the machine and decided to try

and the machine exploded right in my face, leaving me

looked at my soot–covered face, quickly checked if I was disfigured, and when she saw I wasn’t hurt, she spanked me so hard! You wouldn’t believe it, the neighbors said they could hear me

vivid, but Frederick

the more his heart

in relation to Laverne showed how much she had

passing was a

rather have Marguerite cry and make a fuss, even act out,