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

about Laveme. They just landed at Meadow

into the doctor who prescribed

[Understood“]

city streets, caught in

were filled with breakfast street vendors, and Marguerite’s gaze suddenly fell

the floodgates of her memories opening wide, and pointed out

direction, Fredenck

but I really wanted to eat fres. My

grandma and I found them incredibly delicious, and it

was transported back to her childhood, to that familiar old house in Marina Shores

in the eye, her tone

with a loud bang, it’s

landlord had discarded. One day, when my

machine exploded right in my face, leaving

hurt, she spanked me so hard! You wouldn’t believe it, the neighbors said they could hear

and vivid, but Frederick felt a pang

the more his

Laverne showed how much

was a fatal

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