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.

of a hospital bed’s gears broke the silence.

turned at the noise and saw Chuck leading Manley in, with two bodyguards following, pushing

on the bed, immediately

wiped away her tears, noticing Manley’s gaze

he asleep or in a coma? He seemed

at Frederick, asking, “Daddy, what’s…

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

doctor who drew blood from Hayes today.

with him?”

settled around Frederick, his gaze turning icy, “Let

to Africa,

“Yes.”

bit slow to catch on, he understood the implications when Chuck mentioned

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

had arranged for Hayes’ blood to be drawn, and Manley knew about

who had been filling a hot water bottle in the