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.

usual strong facade was gone. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, her slender

the entrance of

paid the fare, her voice

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

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

sure why she was so desperate to explain, but she followed

always thought that since there was no emotional foundation between her

But she was wrong.

have any dignity left,” she felt a pain so deep she

Frederick to misunderstand, so she had to

he could forgive her or

ten minutes, the villa finally came into

knocked

was startled at her appearance,

Frederick? I need to

her path, “Ms. Lockwood, Mr.

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

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,