Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 23

“Skank! What are you doing at Freddie’s place?” Yuna, currently a hot mess with her arms full of packages, looked furious. Marguerite was also shocked. She never expected Yuna to show up at the Sapphire Valley Estates.

So, Yuna was pretty chummy with Frederick, huh? What was going on with them?

Zoe, standing nearby, was totally gobsmacked. She glanced at Ablett, first angry and then, after a second thought, scared as hell. Seeing Marguerite in Frederick’s house first thing in the morning, had she been shacking up with him?

What the heck was going on?

Did Frederick know Yuna had been pretending to be Marguerite?

No way!

With Marguerite’s ugly disguise and the only proof of her identity, a necklace, in Yuna’s hands, how could Frederick know?

Wait, did Marguerite confess herself?

Zoe, ready to rip Marguerite’s hair out, was interrupted by a chilling voice, sounding pissed off, “Who let you in?”

Zoe froze in shock. Yuna, taking advantage of the situation, shoved Marguerite aside and clings to Frederick, “Freddie, didn’t you invite me to move in with you today?”

Move in?

at the hospital about

was going to

was with him in the CEO’s office yesterday

Everything happening right now was

live with you?” Frederick pushed Yuna away, his gaze passing over the Lockwoods and

corner.

went to pick up Yuna, she said you invited her to stay here. That’s why

on?” Frederick’s icy stare is fixed on Yuna, chilling to the

“Freddie, you promised to give me a home, isn’t this your address?” Frederick didn’t back

breathed a

Frederick didn’t know about Marguerite and

Marguerite

looking heartbroken, “Freddie, can’t I live

“No.”

her eyes filled with jealousy and rage, “Then why can

you know each

she denied subconsciously, “No! No… We don’t know each other. I just… I can’t stand the thought of you living with

her own twin sister without batting an eyelid.” Frederick’s mood was getting worse. He had no patience for

later. Now, you should go to Diamond Crest

was so intense and intimidating that

Marguerite in the corner. Marguerite’s wide eyes looked innocent,