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 treatment

the cost, someone has already

had kept the promise, and the heavy

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because she married Frederick, this person helped to pay for

thought for a long time but couldn’t figure out

know who

head, “I don’t know, and I don’t have the

Marguerite gave up asking.

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

existence.

wait for this mysterious

around and walked into the ward, sitting by the bed to massage Laverne’s hands and

getting worse. If she didn’t move her hands

and harsh voice came,

looked back, and

withdrew her gaze and continued to massage

had climbed onto Frederick, a man of great wealth, and was about to become the mistress of the Winston

of pride and couldn’t

Yuna walked in with her

can’t blame others. If you have to blame someone, you

and she looked

done? If so,

looked at Marguerite’s masked face and became more arrogant, “This mask really

have the same face as

anger, she straightened up and looked down on

were twins and looked very similar, there

her eyes were

Yuna to the countryside to visit

then, Yuna had been jealous of

did, Yuna always wanted to

course, I have to share my good news with

an “oh“, and then turned around to continue massaging