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.

then it was time to choose an

the sound of a hospital bed’s gears broke the silence.

Manley in, with two bodyguards following, pushing the hospital bed Manley had previously occupied.

unconscious on the bed, immediately stumbling over in his oversized hospital gown,

noticing Manley’s gaze

asleep or in a coma? He

and looked urgently at Frederick, asking, “Daddy,

pondering how to respond to Manley when Chuck, oblivious to

Hayes. Also, we’ve located the doctor who drew blood from Hayes

Frederick, his gaze turning icy, “Let him face

“Mr. Winston, do you mean to exile him to Africa, strip him of his citizenship, and leave

“Yes.”

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

this happen? Mommy promised me, she said

this? Yuna had arranged for Hayes’

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