Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 509

In that moment, Marguerite struggled to steady her emotions. She had just discovered that the mother and son she had helped years ago were none other than Frederick and Jocelyn. How had she failed to recognize them all this time?

What touched her most was the realization that her small act of kindness, something she thought of as an inconsequential gesture, had stayed with Frederick for so long.

“When did you know that the girl, the one you were looking for, was me?” she asked.

His gaze turned distant, as if he were speaking of someone else’s life. “Three years ago, the day we fell apart.”

It was the same day her grandmother was laid to rest-the day Frederick had intended to confess his feelings to her!

Marguerite cursed the timing of her knowledge.

Had she known earlier that Frederick had been searching for her, had she known of his intentions, she would never have gone to the Winston estate to meet Maurice.

if she’d remained blissfully unaware of the identity of the mysterious man from her

with Frederick, even if it meant fleeing with him, far from the

chances, and her regrets

tearful hitch caught in her throat as she spoke, “Why

Winston estate to tell you everything,”

Marguerite was not just to

was the woman from that passionate night-a question left unanswered as the woman’s face captured on the security

would reveal something far

grasp at hope; if the child wasn’t his, then the only

find any excuse for her, believing she must’ve been manipulated

secret.

cruel, and he was

thought about it, the sadder she became. She hadn’t realized the significance she held in his heart, and perhaps that was why he resented her

with tears and sincerity, she