Chapter 449

The words had barely left Marguerite’s lips before she found herself unable to meet

Frederick’s gaze.

It wasn’t like she had wanted to spill the beans. But the situation had been dire; she wasn’t able to remove the bullet herself, so she had no choice but to ask for Chuck’s help.

Yet, the anticipated scolding never came. Instead, she heard Frederick’s pain–filled voice interspersed with heavy breaths, “He’s fine.”

Good, when Chuck arrived, he would be able to take over the situation.

Relieved, Marguerite fetched a wet wipe to clean the blood from Hayes‘ face. But Hayes was still caught in the throes of fear, his eyes, wide and frightened.

Marguerite’s heart softened. She sat down on the couch, pulling the little boy into her lap, her voice gentle as she reassured him, “It’s okay. See how brave your daddy is? He didn’t even cry out in pain, did he? You must be brave too, like your daddy!”

Hayes shivered, his little nose turning red from crying, whimpering, “I’m scared… I’m scared…”

His childish voice was so soft, it’s breaking Marguerite’s heart.

Holding him close, she patted his back gently, just like comforting a baby, whispering, “Don’t be scared, Hayes, you’re the bravest…”

His gaze, however, was locked onto the pair on the couch, his

had always reminded him

as they huddled together, they resembled a true mother and son, radiating warmth

Marguerite suddenly met his gaze. Their eyes

the intensity of his gaze that caused Marguerite

her throat, subconsciously asking, “How did you get

the wheel, so how had they managed to get

hoarse as he retorted, “I drove!

“You drove back?”

Chapter 449

“Yeah.”

how Frederick, in such a grave

kind of determination did

But more than that, she felt

on the brink of death, covered in

she been so

arrived,

instructions clear and concise,

the company’s underground

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