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.

reclaimed, then it was time to choose an end

sound of a

Manley in, with

and saw Hayes lying unconscious on the bed, immediately stumbling over in his oversized hospital gown, leaning over

tears, noticing Manley’s gaze on Hayes-lost

he asleep or

couldn’t wait and looked urgently at Frederick, asking, “Daddy, what’s… what’s

when Chuck, oblivious

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

his gaze turning icy, “Let him face the consequences

exile him to Africa, strip him of

“Yes.”

the brightest, and a bit slow to catch on, he understood the implications when Chuck mentioned a doctor drawing blood from Hayes. Could it be that Little Mute

happen? Mommy promised me, she said she wouldn’t draw blood from Hayes!

Hayes’ blood to be drawn, and Manley