Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 261

By the time Frederick rushed to the hospital, Laveme’s body was already chilling in the morgue.

Laveme was now lying there, her eyes closed, her body cold and stiff

Marguente was kneeling on the floor, staring at her grandmother’s face over and over again, muttering, “Granny, granny, look at me…”

Tears rained down on Laveme’s face, slipping from her cheeks without pause.

“Granny, it’s me, Marguente Look at me. I’m wearing the pretty dress you bought for me. Just open your eyes for a moment, just a moment…”

Frederick and Chuck were standing at the door, their hearts aching

They ached for Marguente, but even more for Laverne

Laverne wasn’t Frederick’s biological grandmother, but she had saved him and his mother’s lives fifteen years ago, along with Yuna

He still remembered the warm bowl of soup she gave him.

Having lived in Sapphire Valley Estates for so long, he had long considered her his own grandmother.

He was deeply pained but he couldn’t break down at this moment.

The one who was hit the hardest was the woman before his eyes.

down, what would happen

to the morgue attendant, and asked, in an icy tone, “What

sighed regretfully, his drooping

she was scheduled for a check–up today. The doctor gave her a laxative injection last night. But after taking the medicine, she

if her granddaughter was irresponsible, but the old lady ate a mango and suffered

gaze immediately landed on the

attendant had never seen such an intimidating gaze before. He shuddered, not knowing what he had said wrong, and

could Marguerite possibly be

woman, she was more careful than anyone else when it

it

knew about the danger of mango, she certainly wouldn’t have eaten

What had gone wrong?

stood at the door, whispering to Marguerite, “The family of Laverne, it’s time to

filling him. She seemed not to hear the nurse’s words, continuing

in a low voice, “Give her a little more time. We’ll be up

he finished speaking. Marguerite stood up from the floor and appeared at the door Her tears had dried,

state, Frederick’s heart

Marguerite’s shoulders and started to walk

moving forward with difficulty, as if she had no strength at

decisively picked her up by the waist and cared her into