Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 319

Yuna reluctantly let go of bom, and he immediately dashed off towards Frederick and Jocelyn

Fresdelck reached out to embrace him, but Hayes eyes were filled with hurt and resentment. He slipped past Frederick and hid behind Jocelyn.

“Jovelyn, dom) defend him Yuna was furious. She pointed at Hayes and shouted, “It’s snowing outside, and you let your grandma search for you in the cold How could you be so cruel? It’s all because of you”

Hayes felt quilty His small arms were tightly wrapped around Jocelyn’s leg, his tiny body shivering uncontrollably

Daddy and Mommy didn’t love him, but Grandma did

Whenevet meniny would hit him, it was always Grandma who protected him.

by a panic, Yuna pulled a stick out from the coffee table drawer, her voice rising. “Hayes, get out here right now. You have to apologize to everyone today” Hayes was temfied, tears welling up in his eyes.

Jocelyn immediately turned around to shield him, “Don’t be scared, Hayes. I’ll protect you.”

nearby, couldn’t stand it any longer. His eyes filled with revulsion as he glared at Yuna, his

spotting him. I can’t go easy

You’ve never hit Manley”

Manley is more obedient

to it. When the children were hom, Manley was much weaker than Hayes. The doctor explained that

concerned about Manley

maternal love that Hayes was lacking from Yuna, he, as a father, compensated for it doubly. Yet, Yuna was becoming more and

could he

gave Yuna one

turned around, lifted Hayes into his arms, and gave Yuna a warning. “I was too busy with work and neglected my duty to discipline our children. From now on, Hayes is my responsibility. You stay out of

was gasping for breath. But he was sensible enough to use his little hand to pat his chest, repeatedly

seated Hayes on his office chair and then took out a state

writings. Some were childish, others were

a tool for father and son

took out a chalk and knelt on one knee so he was at eye level with Hayes. His tone was gentle, ‘Hayes, why did you hide? Winte it down

though he had comforted himself hundreds of times in his heart, telling himself not to cry,

but shed tears.