Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 425

By the time everyone finished dinner, it was already late into the night. Marguerite decided to head back to her room to rest, only to find Maurice following her into the bedroom. Even though they were in a suite with two bedrooms, Marguerite couldn’t recall seeing Maurice’s luggage being moved in.

Turning abruptly, she stood blocking the doorway, “What are you doing?”

Maurice leaned against the doorframe, his tall figure creating an imposing silhouette in the dim light. “Don’t be so stubborn. I know you don’t want to share a room with me, but Frederick and Yuna are back. Don’t you want to show them we’re getting along?”

“That was his reason? Was he out of his mind?” Marguerite thought.

She didn’t want to give Frederick any wrong ideas, let alone pretend to get along with this man!

Between gritted teeth, Marguerite snapped back, “Dream on! Get out before your mom sees you and starts accusing me of seducing you!”

No sooner had Marguerite finished her sentence than Lisette strode in. Her face hardened with disapproval as she saw her son. “What are you doing here? Your room is upstairs!”

Maurice sighed helplessly, “Mom, I have the right to choose my room.”

Not wanting to argue with her son, Lisette took Maurice’s hand gently, “I’m just looking out for you. It’s inappropriate for you guys to live together before marriage. Come upstairs with me, I need to talk to you.” With that, she led Maurice upstairs, leaving Marguerite alone.

this meant she wouldn’t have to worry about Maurice for a while. And since Lisette was against her marrying

retreat to her room, she noticed Yuna and Frederick standing by the door of the adjacent room. They were staying next

How awkward!

clung to Frederick’s arm and leaned against him,

on Marguerite for a moment, then he disappeared into the room with Yuna.

stood there dumbfounded, wondering whether their room was also a suite? Were they sleeping

calm down. It was none

quickly got ready for bed. However, no matter

bickering, which left her feeling hungry. Secondly, the distinct sounds

was hitting the

head under the blanket and

blocking out all the noise, Yuna’s voice

keep it

Marguerite was feeling frustrated, her

was a message from Teresa – [Mommy, come to the kitchen for a