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

landed at Meadow

into the doctor who prescribed

[Understood“]

Rolls–Royce moved through the city streets, caught in the early morning

comers were filled with breakfast street vendors, and Marguerite’s gaze suddenly

of her memories opening wide, and

her direction, Fredenck asked.

tone indifferent. “No, it just reminded me of when I was a child. We were so poor, but I really

were 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 was

entire being was transported back to her childhood, to

look him in the

a loud bang, it’s spectacular! I

an old popcom machine that the landlord had discarded. One day, when my grandma was napping, I took out

right in my face, leaving me dazed My grandma rushed

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

was animated and vivid, but Frederick felt

she seemed, the more his

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

a fatal

would rather have Marguerite cry and make a fuss, even act out, as long as it made her feel

bottling up her emotions would