Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 313

Of course, Teresa didn’t know just how difficult it was for Hayes to speak, but his words made her blush.

With her crimson cheeks, she turned her head away in embarrassment, muttering under her breath, “Why do you speak in such a staccato manner? Never mind, I’ll accompany you to the playground!”

Teresa took Hayes to a corner of the playground where the two of them sat on the cool rubber track, their legs stretched out straight.

”

Hayes couldn’t wait to take out his iPad from his backpack, his fingers dancing across the screen

He quickly typed in his dad’s phone number, temporarily jamming his phone signal.

Teresa was bewildered, her innocent eyes filled with question marks, “What’s this? The number you just typed, was that a phone number?” Hayes nodded, then brought up the digital keyboard on the iPad and pushed it towards Teresa.

Teresa blinked, “You want me to input my phone number?”

Hayes shook his head.

Teresa asked again, “My mom’s?”

Hayes nodded.

Teresa, filled with suspicion, typed in her mom’s phone number. Hayes busied himself with the iPad for a moment, and soon a line of text appeared on

the screen=

[“All signals from this phone have been temporarily blocked. Will be lifted in three hours.“]

Teresa’s eyes widened in surprise. Could this be the famed hacking technique?

Who would have thought that Hayes, unassuming as he was, had such skills!

Hayes to the point of prostration and hugged him joyfully, praising him unabashedly. “You’re so clever, little mute! Can you help me

voice, “Little mute, you should try to speak more. okay? You

eyes moistened and a tear trickled down

Hayes cried

his tears in a flustered manner, “What happened, little

his eyes red as he nodded

going to protect

Meanwhile, at LuxeScents International

Maurice’s reproachful reprimand canle flying at her, “Why arent you

and vicious, yet it was underlined with

out her phone in

you stop being

blue eyes fixed on her, “Where the hell

your

Marguerite’s pale wrist tightly. “Are you going to tell

been smooth and uneventful,

with him several times, he never showed it outwardly, instead choosing to retaliate in his own way. For example, using the whereabouts of their son as

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turmoil for the first time, and she

stand–off didrit last

at him, finally responding,

slowly let go of Marguerite, turned and walked towards the floor–to–celling windows, standing in silence with his hands in his

back was to her, preventing Marguerite from seeing his

that Maurice must be furious. But

wanted to see Frederick, and she saw no need to lie to

never cared about Maurice’s

words that Maurice said next forced Marguerite to care, it was hard

a moment of silence, his gaze serious as he looked at her, “Marguerite, let’s get

out, you’re going to get

shot a glare at

the two kids stepped into Miss Trunchbull’s office,