Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 34

Now this is a head–scratcher, how did Marguerite’s grandma’s medical records end up in her mom’s hands?

Just as Marguerite was lost in thought, another text from Zoe buzzed in.

The text was an address, along with a nasty jab, “If you don’t wanna come grab your grandma’s medical records, that’s on you. It’s not like we’re gonna lose sleep over whether she kicks the bucket or not.”

Marguerite’s fingers clenched tightly around her phone.

She could stomach insults from Zoe, but for her to say such a thing about her seriously ill grandma? What kind of human being does that?

For the sake of her grandma’s wellbeing, Marguerite had no choice but to duck out of work and dash off to Zoe’s given address.

She knew she was about to walk into a storm of scolding, but hell, her grandma was the only family she had left, she couldn’t choose not to go.

at a swanky residential area called “Diamond Crest Estates“.

An hour later, she hopped off the bus

Marguerite got off the bus, entered the neighborhood, found the house number and knocked on the door.

The door swung open, and Yuna, sizing Marguerite’s plain–Jane outfit, didn’t bother hiding her disdain, her eyes dripping with arrogance.

“Marguerite, are you moonlighting behind Frederick’s back? Dressed like this and you have the gall to come to Diamond Crest Estates? How the hell did you get past security?”

Marguerite replied with a poker face, “I’m just here to pick up grandma’s medical records, then I’ll be on my way.”

Ablett and Zoe were sipping

glanced at the door and haughtily said,

yanked Marguerite inside, then gave her a hard shove. “Get in and knock off

was shoved, Marguerite didn’t bother. She straightened her

why? Because Frederick loves me. He bought this house for me and my name’s on the deed.” Marguerite calmly stared at Yuna’s smug face, “No matter how much he loves you, you’re

was so angry her eyes

me grandma’s

turned to face

she turned her head, Zoe’s palm landed

Our family went bankrupt because of you, and now you’re trying to

Marguerite, almost poking

sister’s husband!”

You must be out of your mind! If we knew you were so conniving, we should

Marguerite wasn’t enough,

didn’t steal her

her reddened cheek with one hand, using the other to push herself up from the

forward

to defend yourself!? It was

drained. She had spent the day handing out

was using her arms to protect her head and

washed over her like a flood, and

die at birth!”

didn’t have grandma’s medical records. They had tricked her into coming

If you keep hitting her, you’ll hurt your hand.” A deep,

of tea, stood up proudly, and looked at Marguerite. He tossed a bus ticket

as if he regarded Marguerite as nothing more than a

not changing. You better get real, leave Stonebridge City while we’re still in

the old house in Marina Shores Village was burned down years

back, “And