Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 9

Marguerite turned around and looked up to see Frederick in his loose black robe, looking down at her like a king.

“What’s up?” Marguerite asked, her tone icy.

“I don’t know how you managed to become my wife, but I hope you understand, a woman like you will never have any relation with me. So, three months from now, I hope you can divorce me on time.”

What’s her status? What kind of status does she have?

Marguerite couldn’t stand Frederick’s high and mighty attitude. Did he think he was a king just because he had some money?

Compared to Frederick, they were indeed from different worlds. But even though she was of low status, she didn’t belittle herself.

So, she straightened up and said fearlessly, “Mr. Winston, I believe neither of us wants to have any relation with the other. Goodbye.”

With that, Marguerite left Frederick with a thin but proud back.

Marguerite’s indifference made Frederick’s face darken, his mood becoming more irritable.

Who did she think she was, acting all high and mighty? She was so brazen to sneak into his room last night.

What a pretentious woman.

Marguerite left Sapphire Valley Estates and walked a long way to find a bus stop.

She had completed the task given by the mysterious person, and now the most important thing was to go to the hospital to see if her grandmother had started treatment.

She soon arrived at Stonebridge Memorial Hospital and ran into a nurse as she entered the ward.

The nurse looked at Marguerite and asked, “Are you a relative of Laverne?”

Marguerite nodded, “Yes.”

“Her condition is very serious, and she missed the best treatment time. She’s been unconscious. The subsequent treatment will take a long time, prepare yourself.”

and cautiously asked, “About

the cost, someone has already

and the heavy burden in Marguerite’s heart was finally

E

Just because she married Frederick, this person helped to pay for her

long time

do you know who paid for us?”

“I don’t know, and I

Marguerite gave up asking.

secretive that even Marguerite didn’t know who he or she was, let alone letting

existence.

wait for this

into the ward, sitting by the

condition was getting worse. If she didn’t move her hands and feet, her muscles

sweaty–when a sharp and harsh voice came, “Marguerite, you’re

back, and

gaze and continued

not in a hurry. After all, she had climbed onto Frederick, a man of great wealth, and was about

of pride and couldn’t wait to show off

hate me that much?” Yuna walked in with her high heels,

you must be pissed off. But you can’t blame others. If you have to blame someone, you can

suddenly stopped, and she looked up at

If so,

face and became more arrogant, “This mask really suits you. You’re such

have the same face

anger, she straightened up and looked down on

twins and looked very similar, there

her eyes were

to visit Laverine, many villagers praised Marguerite for being more beautiful

Yuna had been

Yuna always wanted to

I do? As your sister, of course, I have to share my good

an “oh“, and then