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.

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

before the sound of a hospital bed’s gears broke

at the noise and saw Chuck leading Manley in, with two bodyguards

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

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

wrong with Little Mute? Was he asleep or in a coma? He

looked urgently at Frederick, asking, “Daddy, what’s… what’s wrong with

pondering how to respond to Manley when Chuck,

who drew blood from

turning icy, “Let

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

“Yes.”

confused. Although not the brightest, and a bit slow to catch on, he understood the implications when Chuck mentioned a

happen? Mommy promised me, she said she wouldn’t

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

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