Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 421

Marguerite’s heart raced. Lifting her gaze abruptly, sure enough, she saw Frederick at the door, leading Hayes by the hand.

Frederick stood tall and imposing, exuding a potent aura of capability even in silence.

Jocelyn was checking their luggage, while Yuna, holding Manley’s hand, was looking at her in disbelief.

It took Marguerite at least half a minute to snap out of her stupor, her eyes instinctively seeking Maurice’s. Judging by his expression, he seemed oblivious to Frederick’s return.

Suddenly, Marguerite felt a premonition of bloodshed and turmoil looming ominously ahead.

Hayes had also noticed Marguerite. He broke free from Frederick’s grip, running towards Marguerite. Looking up at her with his round eyes, he radiated sincerity and anticipation.

Teresa watched the unexpected arrivals, her mind filled with questions. Grabbing Hayes’ hand, she couldn’t help but ask, “Little mute, why are you here?”

Hayes reluctantly tore his gaze away from Marguerite and earnestly answered Teresa, “Daddy said… Grandpa… is sick.”

Grandpa? Teresa’s beautiful eyes widened in shock, her mouth dropping open, “What? My grandpa, is he your grandpa too?”

plunged into an unprecedented awkwardness. As Teresa was about to speak again, Marguerite quickly

wheelchair, extended a shaky arm towards the door.

Jocelyn… come, let me have a good look

noticeably as she checked the luggage.

Jocelyn’s hesitation. Rising to her full height, Jocelyn turned around, her gaze calm and gentle,

Powell’s wheelchair, her delicate hand resting

lips trembling

You left without a word… Did you know how heartbroken I was? You

helping

still held affection for Powell. However, she was no longer the docile woman she once was, and now held a

confidence.

chose to leave Stonebridge City with

how much Frederick had flourished over

her gaze lingering on

on Jocelyn and Powell, his