Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 485

Marguerite scanned the room and, to her relief, didn’t spot Frederick anywhere. She exhaled quietly and once again shook off Maurice’s grasp, making a

beeline for the staircase.

She had to get out of this ridiculous wedding gown before Frederick returned. If someone else fancied it, they’re welcome to it! She was certainly not going to wear it!

But as fate would have it, just as she turned around, there he was-Frederick, slipping off his shoes at the entrance. And his gaze, so perfectly timed, settled on her, clad in that damned dress.

Marguerite wanted to run, but inexplicably, her legs felt like they were filled with lead, refusing to budge.

In the end, it was Maurice who stepped forward, pulling her back to stand before Lisette. His face was stone as he announced, “Mom, this isn’t up for discussion. Whether you approve or not, I’m marrying Marguerite in a month.”

Marguerite shrugged off the hand on her shoulder, acutely aware of Frederick’s eyes on her, feeling like she was being pierced by thorns.

Just her luck! The very thing she didn’t want Frederick to lay his eyes on was now fully exposed to him..

Lisette, meanwhile, set aside her tea and leisurely cleaned her hands with a napkin, “If you want to marry her, you ought to ask if she agrees.”

Maurice to ask, Marguerite blurted out impatiently, “I do not!”

thumping his cane

gaze flicked to Frederick involuntarily, catching him with his arms crossed in a “let’s see how you’re going to answer this

to Maurice. If you want me to spell it out, you might want to ask your son if

bellowed, “Marguerite, you’re out of line! I’ve been tolerating you for far too long! If it weren’t for Teresa’s sake, I’d have kicked you out long ago! Who do you think you

the mention of Teresa, Marguerite couldn’t hold back, “I

nearly leaping from his

posture was intimidating, but Marguerite wasn’t

is, I am. Your son might do without a wife, but my daughter won’t be without her

it seemed every hair on Mr. Powell’s head

his cane

to say that

yourself, she’s just a kid, don’t take it to heart!

has been spoiled by you and Frederick! She’s gotten way too cheeky!”

I’ll have a word with her