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?”

her knees in the living room for quite some time.

tactic was something her mother, Zoe, had

immediately explained the situation to Jocelyn and

truth was neatly omitted.

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

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

with a sly undertone, chimed in while cracking seeds, “Freddie, don’t be petty. The poor girl is apologizing so sincerely. What can’t you forgive? Come on now, get up from there, stop

the devil himself, kept shaking her head, “No! If

this, Frederick

him. It was as if a fierce flame was smoldering in his chest, ready to reduce the wretched woman to

said coldly, his voice not loud but

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!

you to see my sincerity and my resolve to repent! Please, Freddie, can’t you forgive me?”

down with a thud, his eyes wide with anger, “Enough! Get up

two cents, “Exactly! Come on, Frederick, she can’t keep kneeling like this. People might think we’re some heartless family! Tell her to stand