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.

Tears streamed down

long, they arrived at the

voice choked with

the car, pushed open the

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

why she was so desperate to explain, but she

no emotional foundation between her and Frederick, she could just walk away

But she was wrong.

coldly asked, “Do you have any dignity left,” she felt a pain so deep she couldn’t

misunderstand, so she had to

her or not, she

about ten minutes, the villa finally came

fists clenched, she knocked

was startled at her appearance, “Marguerite,

“Where’s Frederick?

blocked her path, “Ms. Lockwood, Mr. Winston doesn’t want to see you

taken aback, then turned to Chuck desperately, “I have something important to explain

Mr. Winston’s. What else do you want to say? He’s already done you a