Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 85

Laverne and Yuna locked eyes, Laverne’s eyes filled with fear. She raised her trembling arm slightly, her voice sounding weak and helpless like that of a child, “Yuna. Yuna…

Yuna was freaked out by Laverne’s gaze. Her mind was in such a whirl that she almost hit the deck.

Laverne woke up?

The old lady woke up out of the blue?

Did she hear everything Yuna said earlier?

“Yuna…Yuna, don’t hurt me.”

Damn, Laverne did hear.

Laverne’s look had Yuna scared out of her wits. Facing Laverne, she was frozen in fear, her heart pounding like a drum, feeling like she was about to suffocate.

“Yuna, don’t hurt me. Can you call a doctor for me, I miss you.”

Laverne’s voice almost drove Yuna mad. It was a plea, but to Yuna’s ears, it sounded like a threat.

She was awake.

gonna spill

No.

Absolutely not.

split second, Yuna’s eyes flared

smothered Laverne’s mouth without hesitation,

bulged, staring at Yuna

thought that ran through her mind was what would Marguerite do if Yuna was going to get her killed? Was Marguerite safe now? But if her death could be traded for Marguerite’s safety, she would

been around

doses of tranquilizer, enough to kill

final injection, Laverne slowly

was not moving, Yuna breathed a long sigh of relief, but her heart was filled with fear, “Sorry old lady. It was Marguerite who pushed me to this. She took

cleaning up, wiping off fingerprints carefully, then beat it like a bat out

from the hospital, Marguerite and Miley had just

usual, Marguerite poured a basin of hot water to give Laverne a sponge bath. But when her fingers touched Laverne’s skin,

Laverne’s body

breathing, which scared her so much

floor

anyone there? Doctor! Doctor, my grandma suddenly stopped breathing! Anybody

at Marguerite’s call, pushing Laverne’s bed towards the operating

old lady has stopped

defibrillator ready! Prepare

of medical staff, made Marguerite feel like she was in

whole world was spinning, and everything before her was merging and distorting with the images of her time spent with her grandmother. It created a dazzling halo that made Marguerite feel dizzy for