Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 510

Marguerite stared blankly at Frederick’s retreating figure, her lips unable to form a complete sentence no matter how hard she tried.

Her chest began to heave uncontrollably as waves of emotion crashed over her.

Head bowed, she couldn’t stop the tears that streamed down her cheeks.

Her sobs were restrained, but they still reached Frederick’s ears.

Perhaps, Marguerite truly loved him, but what did it matter?

In his world, it seemed that aside from hatred, he was utterly incapable of love. He couldn’t love any woman, including Marguerite.

By all means of propriety, he should be comforting her now, rubbing her back or offering a shoulder, followed by some noble platitudes about remaining friends if not lovers. Yet, his hands remained clenched into fists at his sides.

He wouldn’t even afford her that final courtesy. He feared misunderstanding, feared a point of no return.

If the past couldn’t be reclaimed, then it was time to choose an end at this juncture.

sound of a

in, with two bodyguards following, pushing the

looked up and saw Hayes lying unconscious on the bed, immediately stumbling over in his oversized hospital gown, leaning over

away her tears, noticing Manley’s gaze

asleep or in a coma? He

urgently at Frederick, asking, “Daddy, what’s…

pondering how to respond to Manley when Chuck, oblivious to their conversation, began

Hayes. Also, we’ve located the doctor who

with him?”

icy, “Let him

mean to exile him to

“Yes.”

the implications when Chuck mentioned a doctor drawing blood from Hayes. Could it be that Little Mute had drained his own blood to

remorse, Manley shook his head incredulously at Frederick, mumbling, “How could this happen? Mommy promised me, she said she wouldn’t draw blood from Hayes! She promised

arranged for Hayes’ blood to be

to inquire when Teresa, who had been filling a hot water bottle in the utility