Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 510

Marguerite stared blankly at Frederick’s retreating figure, her lips unable to form a complete sentence no matter how hard she tried.

Her chest began to heave uncontrollably as waves of emotion crashed over her.

Head bowed, she couldn’t stop the tears that streamed down her cheeks.

Her sobs were restrained, but they still reached Frederick’s ears.

Perhaps, Marguerite truly loved him, but what did it matter?

In his world, it seemed that aside from hatred, he was utterly incapable of love. He couldn’t love any woman, including Marguerite.

By all means of propriety, he should be comforting her now, rubbing her back or offering a shoulder, followed by some noble platitudes about remaining friends if not lovers. Yet, his hands remained clenched into fists at his sides.

He wouldn’t even afford her that final courtesy. He feared misunderstanding, feared a point of no return.

it was time to choose an

long before the sound of a

with two bodyguards following, pushing

saw Hayes lying unconscious on the bed, immediately stumbling

quickly wiped away her tears, noticing Manley’s gaze on Hayes-lost

asleep or in a coma? He

wait and looked urgently at Frederick, asking, “Daddy, what’s… what’s

respond to Manley when Chuck, oblivious to their

the doctor who drew blood from Hayes today. What would you like

settled around Frederick, his gaze turning icy, “Let him face

to exile him to Africa,

“Yes.”

implications when Chuck mentioned a doctor drawing blood from Hayes. Could it be that Little Mute had drained his own

his head incredulously at Frederick, mumbling, “How could this happen? Mommy promised me, she said she wouldn’t

for Hayes’ blood to