Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Marguerite froze on the spot. She was surprised at Jocelyn’s anxiety.

Jocelyn glance towards Powell, ensuring that Powell was still sound asleep before she let out a small sigh, looking at Marguerite with a complex expression.

It took a moment for Marguerite to respond, her calm demeanor was like a lake that had just been hit with a stone, instantly sinking.

For some reason, her nose felt sour, and tears began to fall one by one. “Jocelyn… What did you say? Can you, say it again?”

Jocelyn reached out to clean the tears from Marguerite’s cheeks, her voice softened.

“I said, Frederick was in love with you.”

Frederick had been in love with her? Marguerite suddenly recalled a dream she had one night. In the dream, Frederick confessed his love for her.

In the dream, Marguerite was ecstatic, dancing with joy while holding Frederick.

a reality, Marguerite didn’t feel the excitement and

give up on confessing his feelings to me because of what happened?” she

she nodded, saying. “Yes. He had planned to confess his feelings to you at the Bluebell Bistro. He filled the restaurant with your favorite flowers and had been planning for days. But then, on the day of his confession, that incident happened. Marguerite, Frederick wouldn’t go to such lengths

was it that when Jocelyn told her all this,

Frederick a month ago, he took her to the Bluebell Bistro and mentioned that

Bistro due to an interrupted confession

constantly remind himself

Marguerite felt an overwhelming

these earlier, she would have followed Frederick to the airport that day,

him in the future, she was willing to follow

her face was covered

hope, her voice trembling, unable to form a complete

out a tissue to gently wipe Marguerite’s tears, sighing, she didn’t plan to lie. “I once asked Frederick