Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 547

Marguerite was groggy for a moment before the scene before her eyes started to come into focus.

She saw the worried face of Frederick looming over her, anxiety etched into his features. In that instant, a cloud of darkness seemed to engulf her entirely.

Her head was splitting, and she clutched at her temples while moaning, “I… I forgot it…”

Her emotions had been a tangled mess, and the moment she hopped into the car and revved up the engine, the thought of fastening her seatbelt hadn’t even crossed her mind.

Plus, the car was an old beater and hadn’t been serviced in ages. When her car collided with the other, not even the airbags deployed.

“How could you forget something that important? If I had arrived a second later, you would’ve died, you get that?” Frederick’s voice was stern.

Marguerite felt wronged as she was scolded, but the throbbing pain in her head left her no room to argue back.

Chuck made a lap around Marguerite’s wrecked vehicle and then promptly reported to Frederick, “Mr. Winston, seems like the brake pads on Marguerite’s car are broke.”

How could brake pads just randomly break?

Frederick’s gaze lowered to the disheveled woman in his arms and asked, “Have you had any beef with anyone lately?”

Marguerite lifted her eyelids to meet his gaze, “Yes.”

“Who?”

“You and Yuna.”

was momentarily speechless, “I’m not joking around here!”

cheeks, “Neither am I… My only enemies are you two, so

a crisis. He quickly interjected, “Mr. Winston, I’ve already called the DMV. They’ll be here shortly to tow the car for a thorough inspection. Right now, we should rush Marguerite to the nearest hospital to get checked out.”

paid attention to

her away,

his arms, and Marguerite, weak and powerless,

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chest.

familiar scent enveloped her, his Adam’s apple gently brushing against the tip of her nose as he spoke, causing an itch to spread

her brain because, in her delirious state, she cooed with a soft charm, “You smell

he could

up, her cool

his body, and managed a half-smile, “Marguerite, I’ll make sure we get the best neurologist to check out your head.”

how messed up my brain is,

was taken aback once

like this woman wasn’t in a car accident but

her