Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 488

Until Frederick left, he still hadn’t told Marguerite whether he would come to her rescue and take her away from the wedding she dreaded.

Marguerite was crushed with disappointment. She got up in a daze, ready to take off her wedding gown, and just then she caught sight of herself in the full-length mirror.

Her face was pale and her hair, was a tangled mess from the entanglement with Frederick who had left her in such turmoil.

But the gown was truly magnificent-a handcrafted vision of white, adorned with layers of diamonds and pearls, shimmering and captivating. Marguerite could tell; it was one of the wedding dress brands that every girl dreams of. Yet, at that moment, she felt an overwhelming loneliness. She was living a dream that many ordinary girls couldn’t fathom, but it was laced with sorrow because she wasn’t wearing this beautiful dress for the man she truly loved.

If it had been Frederick declaring his intentions to marry her instead of Maurice, she would’ve been blissful even in rags and tatters, without a fancy dress.

But reality was cruel and wouldn’t bend to her desires.

With a heavy sigh, she unzipped the side of the gown and let it fall away from her body.

Outside the villa.

Yuna had just returned from the hospital when everyone had retreated to their rooms for some rest. She was in a hurry to sort things out and without catching her breath, she rushed straight to Hayes’ bedroom.

At that moment, Hayes was leaning on his race car bed, engrossed in “The Matrix” on his tablet.

instant

sought him out unless something was wrong. Had he done something to upset her

Yuna showed him a gentleness she

his bed and

chilly, don’t catch cold,” she said softly.

then visibly moved.

Yuna, his mouth opening and closing before he managed to utter four words,

doesn’t care about you. Manley’s had it tough, he’s been sick since he was born, so naturally,

about the favoritism, but because it seemed like his mother had

the housekeeper, felt stronger than that from his own mother. That’s why he wished his dad would marry Teresa’s

directly but instead asked, “Is Manley… doing okay?”

heart leapt. She had been looking for an opening to broach the

sigh and started to lay the groundwork, “Manley is not doing well at all. Do you know

his head

of profound sorrow, “Because when I was pregnant with you two, you were both fighting for nutrients inside me. Manley couldn’t keep up and was born before he was fully developed. He’s had all sorts of complications and is

more back then, he could be as healthy as you

and guilt: “Manley… is

was just an