Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 90

Marguerite stared in disbelief at Laverne, trembling and almost unable to articulate her words.“Granny, what about me? Me!”

She was so impatient that her face turned bright red. Her wide eyes were filled with an urgent desire to know more, leaving Laverne looking bewildered.

“What’s wrong with you? Aren’t you standing right here? I want to see my granddaughter. I want to see Yuna.” Laverne spoke with a childlike stubbornness.

What?

Did Granny forget about her?

Laverne glanced at Marguerite with disgust, not caring how shocked she was. She scanned the room and her gaze quickly landed on a corner of the room.

“Yuna? Come, come quickly. I knew you wouldn’t leave me while I’m sick, why are you hiding over there. Hehe, my gazes are blurry, I didn’t see you, don’t be mad at me, come quickly.”

Seeing Yuna, Laverne immediately beamed, waving her hands at her incessantly.

Yuna looked lost. Zoe quickly nudged her, and she walked up, completely baffled.

Finally at the bedside, Laverne grabbed Yuna’s hand. Her surprised expression carried a sense of regained joy as she stared at Yuna without letting go.

“Yuna, I finally see you. I’ve missed you so much.”

Yuna was awkward, “Granny… I missed you too.”

Marguerite, who stood there like a statue,

dumbfounded, looking at Frederick with confusion, “Mr. Winston, what’s

and he looked at Marguerite in a questioning

What was going on?

only give a bitter

what was happening. Why did Granny forget about her

heaved rapidly. She didn’t have time to respond to Frederick and immediately rushed to Laverne’s bedside. She knelt on the ground. looking at Laverne

me? I’m

at Yuna. She quickly pulled her arm out of Yuna’s grasp,

My granddaughter doesn’t look like you. I only have one granddaughter, and that’s Yuna. Yuna is my granddaughter. My

Marguerite felt completely

to the floor, overwhelmed by confusion. Her expression was

earth

quickly helped Marguerite up from the floor, looked at Laverne, and asked gently,

her name

another

son is Ablett, my daughter–in–law is Zoe, they have a daughter named Yuna. I lived with Yuna

Marguerite? Do you remember

is his business, I’ve

blue struck Marguerite, she leaned weakly against the wall, completely

remembered everyone, except for

was wearing a

that Granny had completely forgotten about her,

worried as he exchanged glances