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.”

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

paused, tumed around,

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

“What are you implying?”

expression was

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

Mr. Winston had

1 see.

That’s

to do with Marguerite. You misunderstood Marguerite. Dont

“Did she ever apologize

and didn’t know what to

was in the wrong for carrying another man’s child without

pocket, “Investigate how this necklace was purchased and

was surprised to see it was the sapphire necklace Yuna

starting to care

anything

following day

another meeting with Smiley and they met at the Bluebell Bistro for steak.

shorts, paired with matching sneakers. The color was

to her name,

I got there, you had already left, and you didn’t respond to my messages. Are you

me on our first date. Are you asking

my fault, I