Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 421

Marguerite’s heart raced. Lifting her gaze abruptly, sure enough, she saw Frederick at the door, leading Hayes by the hand.

Frederick stood tall and imposing, exuding a potent aura of capability even in silence.

Jocelyn was checking their luggage, while Yuna, holding Manley’s hand, was looking at her in disbelief.

It took Marguerite at least half a minute to snap out of her stupor, her eyes instinctively seeking Maurice’s. Judging by his expression, he seemed oblivious to Frederick’s return.

Suddenly, Marguerite felt a premonition of bloodshed and turmoil looming ominously ahead.

Hayes had also noticed Marguerite. He broke free from Frederick’s grip, running towards Marguerite. Looking up at her with his round eyes, he radiated sincerity and anticipation.

Teresa watched the unexpected arrivals, her mind filled with questions. Grabbing Hayes’ hand, she couldn’t help but ask, “Little mute, why are you here?”

Hayes reluctantly tore his gaze away from Marguerite and earnestly answered Teresa, “Daddy said… Grandpa… is sick.”

Grandpa? Teresa’s beautiful eyes widened in shock, her mouth dropping open, “What? My grandpa, is he your grandpa too?”

speak again, Marguerite quickly covered

seated in a wheelchair, extended a shaky arm towards the door. His face was

let me have a good look

noticeably as she checked the luggage.

hesitation. Rising to her full height, Jocelyn turned around, her gaze

down in front of Powell’s wheelchair, her

clutched her hand, his lips trembling as tears falling

word… Did you know how heartbroken I was? You didn’t even let us know when you

smiled softly, “I’ve been helping Frederick. I didn’t have

affection for Powell. However, she was no longer the docile woman

confidence.

came from Frederick. From the moment Jocelyn chose to leave Stonebridge City with Frederick, she no longer needed

how much Frederick had flourished over the years.

this, her

on Jocelyn and Powell, his expression

feel the deep-seated hatred