Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 134

Having said that, Marguerite got up from the ground, clutching her belly and ran into her bedroom. She quickly packed her things and came out.

She didn’t have a suitcase, so all her belongings were stuffed into a clear plastic bag.

She changed out of her dress and into a sweatshirt and sneakers, clothes she often washed.

As she walked past Frederick, she was like a proud swan in daylight, not sparing him a glance.

At this moment, Laverine walked in from outside.

She had been to the cheap apartment where she and Marguerite used to live. They were kicked out when they couldn’t pay rent, but their stuff remained in the apartment.

Before Marguerite turned 18, Laverine would take her to a photo studio to take a picture every year. There were 18 photos in total.

This time Laverine went to retrieve these 18 photos.

Each photo was labeled “Marguerite Age XX Memorial“, they could all be used to prove her identity.

Laverine had brought them all back, ready to show Frederick when the time came.

As soon as she got home, she saw Marguerite walking out with a plastic bag in a determined manner.

are you going? What happened to you? How did

Marguerite felt like crying

without a backward glance, but she

in the middle of the living room. Seeing

sweating profusely, and explained to Laverine, “Ma’am, Mr. Winston has kicked Ms. Lockwood out. He’s really pissed right now. Let’s let her leave first, then we’ll figure out what to

Laverine was shocked.

wanted to

This was unacceptable!

would get mad, she asked

“That’s not my problem.”

face was gloomy, his eyes cold and

worry about me. You take good care of yourself at home, remember

her, she had nothing now, not even

least she would have a place to live and someone to take care

squeeze past Laverine to the door, but Laverine gripped her wrist tighter, “You’re not going

this moment, but Laverine dared to confront him, “Did you

Over what?

clenched his lips,

so nervous

She’s really fearless!

already so mad, how could she still dare to

in her ear, “Ma’am, it’s more than just a fight this time! Please don’t get angry, try to say less. You’re not her

than just a