Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 132

Frederick bolted out the back door. By the time Marguerite chased after him, all she saw was his taillights disappearing into the night.

His abrupt departure left her flabbergasted. She even took a tumble, but he didn’t stop.

Her gown was torn, her delicate skin scraped raw. The pain made her arm and hand burn.

Picking herself up off the ground, she kicked off her high heels and began the challenging trek outside the mansion.

Luckily, the Winston Mansion wasn’t far from the city. Marguerite quickly hailed a taxi and gave the driver the address to Sapphire Valley Estates.

The driver glanced at Marguerite through the rearview mirror, his eyes widened in surprise.

His shock wasn’t unwarranted. Marguerite’s white gown was stained and torn in places from her fall. Plus, she’d been running barefoot, her feet bloody.

The sight was heartbreaking.

streamed down her face uncontrollably, her

the entrance of

fare, her voice choked with tears, “Keep

out of the car, pushed open the black iron gates, and ran

at the very heart of the estate. Marguerite ran panting, but she didn’t dare

she was so desperate to

there was no emotional foundation between her and Frederick, she could just walk away after the

But she was wrong.

found out she was pregnant, the moment he coldly asked, “Do you have any dignity left,” she felt a pain so deep

misunderstand, so she had to tell him

he could forgive her or not, she had to

the

knocked on the door frantically,

and was startled at her appearance, “Marguerite,

brushed past him, “Where’s Frederick? I

Lockwood, Mr.

turned to Chuck desperately,

Lockwood, there’s no point in explaining anymore. Regardless of your explanation, the child in your belly isn’t Mr. Winston’s. What else do you want to say? He’s already done you a favor by not being angry. So, you