Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 289

The sight of Frederick brought a momentary joy to Marguerite.

The man she had been waiting for had finally amved, and she no longer had to face everything alone She yeamed to throw herself into his arms, regardless of whether he loved her or not. She wanted to use his sturdy shoulders as a pillar of support and to pour out her tears, without restraint.

But reason told Marguente that she couldn’t do that. She wasn’t certain if Frederick had overheard her conversation with Maurice, and now that she had taken off her mask, revealing her true face, she hadn’t figured out how to break this to him.

But Frederick’s maction wasn’t as shocked or surprised as she had imagined, as if he had known her true appearance all along

Fredenck stepped forward and took Marguerite’s hand, his authontative tone softened, it was comforting. Til take you home”

Marguente was a bit taken aback, but she followed Frederick, step by step But before they could leave the room, Maurice’s voice rang out from behind them

“Frederick! Marguente has something to tell you”

around and looked quietly at Marguerite, but he was

seconds of their eye contact, Marguerite saw a mix of emotions flash through Frederick’s eyes. First skepticism, then deep thought, and finally, he

Maurice, “Our business is

up, as if

instinctively pulled her hand

Marguente. His bright eyes

didn’t seem to want to know what she had to tell him. Maybe, subconsciously, he sensed that what she was about to

saw a hint

a long silence, he finally spoke,

Marguente looked at Frederick blankly, tears of self–reproach falling

was she

Maurice’s manipulation? Or that the baby in her belly was Maurice’s

all my fault. Im sorry.” Marguente kept apologizing, her voice trembling her body shaking uncontrollably Marguente

He put his arm around Marguente’s shoulders, his warm hand gently stroking her, “if you don’t want to

Frederick was towards her, the more upset

having the baby, but what she did know was that she was the