Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 466

At that moment, all eyes in the living room were fixed on Yuna.

Powell Winston occupied the prime spot on the sofa, his right leg encased in a plaster cast resting on the coffee table, his left hand gripping a cane, and his eyes wide and intense.

Lisette lounged with one leg crossed over the other, lazily shelling pumpkin seeds, seemingly delighted by the unfolding drama.

Jocelyn sat on the other end of the sofa, her gaze lowered as she knitted a scarf, as if she’d grown accustomed to such family spectacles.

And then there was Frederick, positioned directly in front of Yuna, his expression unreadable, his silence and lofty demeanor terrifying.

“Freddie, please forgive me! My dealings with Barnes were purely financial, I swear that was it!

He threatened me, Freddie, otherwise I’d never have gotten involved with him in any way!

Before you came back, I confessed to Jocelyn and Lisette, I promised Uncle Powell, I won’t let anything like this happen again! Please, Freddie, won’t you forgive me?”

Yuna had been on her knees in the

her mother, Zoe, had advised.

immediately explained the situation to Jocelyn and Powell, expressing her deep regret.

full truth

emphasize the threat from Barnes, to stir up sympathy from the family elders, and then earnestly express her

someone spoke up for her, Frederick, under familial pressure, might

poor girl is apologizing so sincerely. What can’t you forgive? Come

could evoke pity in the devil himself, kept shaking her head,

this, Frederick remained

was as if a fierce flame was smoldering in

he said coldly, his voice not loud but

make me overlook everything? Yuna, you keep pushing my limits. Don’t you think you’re getting a bit too bold?” Tears surged uncontrollably from Yuna’s eyes as she crawled to Frederick’s feet, clutching desperately at his legs, “No, Freddie! I didn’t! It’s just

my resolve to repent! Please, Freddie,

spectacle. He slammed his cane down with a thud, his eyes wide with anger, “Enough! Get

on, Frederick, she can’t keep kneeling