Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 262

Frederick, seeing Marguerite in such a state, felt each second passing by was pure agony

He gently wrapped his arms around Marquente, tightly clutching her shoulders, hoping he could offer her a sliver of comfort and strength

“There’s no rush to sign. We’ll come back tomorrow”

Marguente in his arms had long run out of tears, her emotions utterly drained.

She shook her head, her voice hoarse, “Let me go, I can sign. I’ll sign”

Marguerite’s voice was monotone, but her hand trembled uncontrollably.

Her handwnting was shaky but the pressure she applied was forceful enough to make an imprint on the back of the paper, giving Frederick a glimpse into her despair

Laveme’s body had to be kept in the hospital for a day to determine the exact cause of death, so Frederick had no choice but to take Marguerite home first.

Throughout the joumey, Marguente was calm. She didn’t cry, nor did she make a fuss.

Frederick kept silent, knowing that no words could console her wounded heart night now.

Chuck, the co–pilot, was about to turn around to report the situation, but Frederick immediately shook his head at him, signaling him to stay quiet. Instead, Chuck texted Frederick

Ms Yuna about Laveme. They just landed at Meadow Haven and

doctor who prescribed the medication

[Understood“]

streets, caught in the

street vendors, and Marguerite’s gaze

to Frederick, the floodgates of her memories opening wide, and pointed out

her direction, Fredenck

I was a child. We were so poor, but I really wanted to eat

I found them incredibly delicious, and it made us

back to her childhood, to that familiar old house in Marina

in the eye, her tone filled

The old–fashioned kind, that pops with a loud bang, it’s spectacular! I

discarded. One day, when my grandma

exploded right in my face,

I was disfigured, and when she saw I wasn’t hurt, she spanked me so hard! You wouldn’t believe it, the

was animated and vivid, but

happier she seemed, the

relation to Laverne showed

was a fatal blow to

Marguerite cry and make a fuss, even act out, as long

up her emotions would lead to