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.

when this became a reality, Marguerite didn’t feel the excitement and

on confessing his feelings

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

Jocelyn told her all this,

wonder when she reunited with Frederick a month ago, he took her to the Bluebell Bistro and mentioned

the Bluebell Bistro due to an

constantly remind himself of his foolish past

Marguerite felt

the possibilities between her and Frederick but the truth came too late. If she had known all these earlier, she would have followed

to be a servant for him in the future, she was willing to follow him, like a tail with no dignity. But it was

her face

trembling, unable to form a complete sentence, “Does he… still love

lie. “I once asked Frederick the same question, and he personally said, he