Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 184

Lale unto the night, Seaside Manor.

After resuming from the hospital, Frederick stood before the floor to ceiling windown on the second floor, gazing out at the tranquil waves in deep thought.

The grand mantion was shrouded in darkness, void of any servants, making it seem particularly desolate

Chuck approached with reverence, reporting. “Mr. Winston, Marguerite arrived home three hours ago. According to Sadie, she fell asleep after taking her medication. She should be able to walk normally by tomorrow”

1 sex” Fredenck puffed on his cigar one after another, showing no inclination to speak.

Yuna’s proposal to build a relationship was suffocating him, but since she seemed hell–bent on it, he decided to play along for a while.

After all, Frederick himself was curious whether he could fall in love with another woman again

If not, then whom did he love? Marguerite?

The more Frederick pondered, the more restless he became, his handsome eyebrows furrowing tightly.

Chuck lingered, observing Frederick’s expression. After a moment of hesitation, he finally decided to report what he had leamed at the hospital

“Mr. Winston”

“Speak.”

hospital that the pills Ms. Yuna took in her suicide attempt were melatonin. After that, she took two

paused, tumed around, and

and continued explaining. “Melatonin is a supplement for sleep, and its effects are very mild. According

“What are you implying?”

expression was

was no turning back, so Chuck could only continue, “Mr. Winston, it’s possible that Ms. Yuna never intended to commit suicide at all. She

Mr. Winston had been to

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nothing to do with Marguerite. You misunderstood Marguerite. Dont you

retorted, “Did she ever apologize for getting pregnant behind

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for

circle of smoke, then look out a photo from his pocket, “Investigate how this necklace was purchased

glanced down and was surprised to see it

starting to care

anything else, and respectfully

following day at

with Smiley and they met at the Bluebell Bistro for steak. The sight of Smiley made Roberts heart skip a

T–shirt barely covered her white shorts, paired with matching sneakers. The color

true to her name,

sorry about yesterday Something came up. When I got there, you had already left, and you didn’t respond to my messages.

looked at him with her big, watery eyes. “You ghosted me on our first date. Are you

fault,