Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 160

wake up! Help me, won’t you? Stop sleeping

Laverne stopped the bedside lamp to life with a “snap and immediately called out to Yuna

Joled from her sleep. Yuna was funous. Her moming temper made her shout, “What are you yelling for? Are you going to sleep or not? What are your up to now?”

Her subconscious reaction revealed her true colors. Realizing she had snapped at Laverne and fearing Frederick might hear, Yuna lowered her voice to a harsh whisper, What do you want?”

Lavere flung the coveway with a worned look. A foul smell overwhelmed Yuna, who quickly covered her mouth and nose

Upon closer spection, she was both shocked and angry, nearly fainting on the spot!

This damn old woman, she had wet the bed!

The situation was too much for Yuna. She looked at Laveme, fear etched on her face, and asked in a shaky voice, “What what are you going to do?” Loveme was on the verge of tears “Yuna, take me to the toilet! I need to… go number two…”

Go number two?

Was this old hag planning on having a bowel movement?

That was bound to smell awfull

Yuna hurriedly helped Laverne off the bed. However, the stain on the old woman’s pants was too revolting that she didn’t even want to touch it! “Yuna! You need to help me cfl the bed!”

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feeling helpless and on the verge of passing

Sadie to

urgently whispered, almost hopping with

Sadie was

good care of this damn

Isn’t

gatted her teeth, and reached for the

numb, I can’t walk, you have to carry

Oh-

could throw this old woman on the floor and stomp her to death! Laverne’s pants were soaked with urine. If she were to

was so disgusted that she couldn’t

won’t trouble you. I’ll crawl off the bed and

loud, and Yuna figured it wouldn’t disturb anyone else, so she said. “Then keep your voice down, don’t let Freddie hear Crawl

to move towards the

required getting off the bed,

and fell off

Thud-

“Ouch–I’ve fallen!

earth–shaking, her raspy

up! Just

scalp tingle. She approached, intending to cover the old woman’s mouth. But the foul

make a sound! Stop shouting! You’re not allowed to

fell it hurts, can’t cry out? You’re

“What’s going on here

when a deep, sharp voice

whipped around to see Frederick, dressed in a