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.”

turned pale at the news and cautiously

worry about the cost, someone

kept the promise, and the heavy burden in

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was this mysterious person? Just because she married Frederick, this person helped to

for a long time but couldn’t figure out

you know who paid

shook her head, “I don’t know, and I don’t

Marguerite gave up asking.

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

existence.

this

nurse anymore but turned around and walked into the ward, sitting by the bed to massage Laverne’s

she didn’t move her hands and feet, her

sharp and harsh voice came,

and it was

withdrew her gaze and continued to massage

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

was full of pride and couldn’t wait to

in with her high heels, her steps heavy and

others. If you have to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky. You bankrupted

she looked

you done? If

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

the same face as me. You’re such

she straightened up and looked down on her, “What on earth do you

were twins and looked very similar, there were some subtle

was slightly taller and her

visit Laverine, many villagers

had been

Marguerite did, Yuna always wanted to compete with

to share my good

and then turned around