Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 258

Marguerite, despite the grotesque human skin mask the wom, had a body that was undeniably impreculv

1ter sleeveless dress revealed her porcelain white arms, its length above the knee giving an illusion of long, slender lega. A beige elk rihl fied around her waist, forming a tiny bow at the back

She was reminiscent of a blossoming young girl

With a satisfied nod, Lavene moved forward, guiding Marguerite to face the dressing mirror “You look lovely, look at yourself in the mirror Stand tall and be confident.”

Looking into the mirror, Morguente saw more than just a pretty woman. Ignoring her hornely face, everything below her neck was a sight to behold.

“You see, what a pretty young lady you are,” Laverne remarked, before calling over a store assistant “We’ll take this dress. We’re wearing it out.”

Hearing this, the store assistant immediately set off to process the order, a big grin on their face.

This left Marguerite utterly perplexed, quickly stopping Laverne. Grandma, this dress isn’t for me. Please, let’s not buy it

She had sneaklly checked the price tag while trying on the dress–400 dollars. Although it wasn’t as expensive as the pieces Frederick bought for her, she knew that her grandmother hadn’t had any income since leaving the hospital. She didn’t want her to splurge

Laverne gently held Marquente’s hand. “Are you worried

trying to find the right words to refuse. “Grandma, you really don’t need to buy this for me. Frederick bought me

stroked Marguerite’s fingers, offering a small smile. “What he bought is his business, what I buy is mine. They can’t be compared Tell me, do you

in the mirror, responding honestly, “I look

you like this

nodded.

smiled. “That’s all

tucked Marguerite’s hair behind her ear,

this beautiful No more looking drab and downcast. Life is hard enough, we need to find ways to brighten it up. What you lack

way of getting

It wasn’t that Marguerite didn’t want to dress up or look

she felt inferior, in love and in life. So what was the point of dressing up? No one would

had forgotten that women don’t

bit dazed. She couldn’t shake the feeling that

she asked, “Grandina, we can buy dresses any other day, why did

dimmed and her face fell