Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 131

The TV wall was a fair distance from the second floor, so all Marguerite could make out was a pregnancy test report that looked oddly familiar.

Then slowly, the screen zoomed in and the name in the top left corner became more and more clear.

Marguerite squinted and found to her shock, the name on the pregnancy report was her own!

A sense of shock descended, leaving Marguerite’s mind in a whirl, barely able to think straight.

Why was her pregnancy report on the Winston family’s TV wall?

Who the hell put it there!

She didn’t have time to think further, she was shaking all over, looking at Frederick beside her, her face pale as snow, cold as ice.

Frederick’s icy stare at that moment sent a chill of fear down her spine.

Meanwhile, the celebrities downstairs started chattering away.

“Who’s this Marguerite? She’s pregnant? Whose kid is it?”

Is she some rich kid’s mistress or

the legal wife to divorce! She doesn’t want to

topic was unsavory, it was the talk of

spin, she was at a loss, gripping

eyes, her lips moved, but

here, at the moment,

by the

room, even willing to stand against his entire family to give her a

back, was carrying another

the Winston Group, was for the first time subjected to

felt like a joke!

it’s not what you think! Will you listen to me?” Marguerite’s tears

and you have the audacity to ask me how to introduce you! How should I introduce you? As

apologize and cry, but the

your idea of an innocent woman? Didn’t you say nothing happened between you

on his cane, the other clutching his chest, was almost suffocating

Whose child was it?

Even Marguerite wasn’t sure!

his knuckles turned

you? I said this woman would ruin your future! You insisted she wouldn’t deceive you, look at what’s happening now! Our entire family has lost face because of this!

bloodshot, “This is my business. I’ll handle it,

could you talk to me like that? You……you……” Powell was so angry he felt a tightness in his chest, clutching

sharp, his cold eyes fixed on Marguerite, then