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.

past couldn’t be reclaimed, then it was time to choose an

of a

and saw Chuck leading Manley in, with two bodyguards following, pushing the hospital bed Manley had previously occupied.

looked up and saw Hayes lying unconscious on the bed, immediately stumbling over

wiped away her tears, noticing

he asleep or in a coma?

and looked urgently at Frederick,

to respond to Manley when Chuck, oblivious to their conversation, began

Winston, we’ve set up Manley’s bed next to Hayes. Also, we’ve located the doctor who drew blood from Hayes today. What would you like us to do

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

to exile him to Africa, strip him of his citizenship, and leave

“Yes.”

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

incredulously at Frederick, mumbling, “How could this happen?

this? Yuna had arranged for Hayes’ blood to be drawn, and Manley