Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 57

Yuna suddenly screamed, her body briefly airborne before crashing hard on the ground.

Debris was scattered around, some embedded in her arm and thigh, but the injury was not serious, only a little fresh blood was seeping out of her elbow.

Yuna’s smug satisfaction quickly turned into anger, her eyes blazing red as she opened her mouth to scold, “Marguerite.”

Her words abruptly stopped because Marguerite, standing in front of her, looked shocked, her eyes incredulously fixed on the doorway behind her.

Yuna slowly turned her head, casting a sidelong glance, and sure enough, she saw Frederick standing in the doorway.

She immediately shed a couple of tears, covered her elbow, and started sobbing.

“You’re so ruthless! Why did you push me? It was bad enough that you copied my work, but money and my life?”

Marguerite was taken aback.

the ground. Marguerite, do you want both

woman saying? Did she change her tune the moment she realized

why didn’t she become

both angry and amused. “Yuna, have you no shame? Who plagiarized whom, and why would

The man stepped forward,

herself into Frederick’s arms, tears falling down

Yuna’s shoulder, his cold eyes darkly staring at Marguerite. “Is

and her frightened eyes instantly filled with

after being exposed?

Yuna, he assumed that

and shaking with anger, her

If you had come ten minutes earlier, you would have heard Yuna admitting to

her.” Frederick’s gaze was calm, but enough to frighten

deeper into Frederick’s arms, shooting a defiant look at Marguerite, then

really. I’m a bit upset, but I don’t want

too many times, but no one was willing to believe