Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 325

Watchong Fredbuck’s tall busty figure recede, har oyes clouded with tears

ba had changed, morphed into soterone she no longer recognized His vindictiveness and underhanded tactics were now identical to those of Maurice

Sushanty Hury of snow began to fall outside the window blanketing the streets in white

The Christmas hights from last month were still hanging their glow intermingling with the snowfall, a lingering reminder of the festive season.

The door was playing “Jingle Hells” overhead, as if everyone was in a celebratory mood, everyone but her. She sat dazed for a long time before hastily paying and piting the del

Marguerite’s cut was parked in the underground lot of the Thunderbolt Building She had to first return to the building before driving back to her mansion.

steps were covered in snow

made her a hot cup of tea, “Ma’am, the young master won’t be coming home tonight.

fearless for three whole

a welcome

sipped her tea and nodded, “Alright,

tube of itch relief ointment, “Ma’am, Teresa said her foot was itchy this morning I think it’s her birthmark acting up again She didn’t let me in, so would you mind taking

the sole of her foot. It

Marguerite mmediately took Teresa to the hospital, and the doctors concluded

troubled Marguerite for a

had even doubted whether Teresa was Maurice’s child! But, she had only ever been with one man, and that was Maurice. Perhaps he had been a heavy smoker in the past and quit later on? This was the only explanation Marguerite could

Meanwhile, in Teresa’s bedroom

room was littered with Teresa’s sketches, some were taped to the walls, some scattered on the

was imbued with a sense of

top left corner of the easel had a blurred surveillance photo taped to it. A man’s figure could be vaguely seen in the photo, but