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

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

doctor who prescribed

[Understood“]

Rolls–Royce moved through the city streets, caught

vendors, and Marguerite’s gaze suddenly

Frederick, the floodgates of her memories opening wide,

Fredenck asked.

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

rotten, so they tasted bitter and astringent. Yet, my grandma and I found them incredibly delicious, and it made us feel so content” As Marguerite spoke, she felt as though she

to her childhood, to that familiar old

straightened Frederick’s face to look him in the eye, her tone

a loud bang, it’s spectacular! I had

discarded. One day, when my grandma

the machine exploded right in my face, leaving me dazed My grandma rushed out from the house,

when she saw I wasn’t hurt, she spanked me so hard! You wouldn’t believe it, the neighbors said they could hear me begging for mercy

storytelling was animated and vivid, but

the more his

reminiscence about her own grandmother in relation to Laverne showed how much she

a fatal blow to

rather have Marguerite cry and make a fuss, even act out, as

her bottling up her emotions would lead