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.

gone. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, her slender

at the entrance of Sapphire Valley

the fare, her voice

out of the car, pushed

at the very heart of the estate. Marguerite ran panting, but

she wasn’t even sure why she was so

that since there was no emotional foundation between

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

so she had to tell him the truth about

he could forgive her or not, she had to

the villa

she knocked

at her appearance, “Marguerite, what happened to

brushed past him, “Where’s Frederick? I need to see

her path, “Ms. Lockwood, Mr. Winston

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

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 want to barge in, and recount the whole story, just to make