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.

wasn’t long before the sound of a hospital bed’s

and saw Chuck leading Manley in, with two bodyguards following, pushing the hospital bed Manley had

unconscious on the bed, immediately

away her tears, noticing Manley’s gaze

wrong with Little Mute? Was he asleep or in

looked urgently at Frederick, asking, “Daddy,

how to respond to Manley when Chuck, oblivious to their

bed next to Hayes. Also, we’ve located the doctor who drew blood from Hayes

with him?”

gaze turning icy, “Let

in hesitation, “Mr. Winston, do you mean to exile him to Africa, strip him of his citizenship, and leave him to

“Yes.”

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

Frederick, mumbling, “How could this happen? Mommy promised me, she said she wouldn’t draw blood

this? Yuna had arranged for Hayes’ blood to

was about to inquire when Teresa, who had been filling a hot