Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 524

At the same time, Manley’s blood transfusion had been a success, and Hayes had been resting in the hospital. After a little over a week, the two boys were ready to be discharged.

They hadn’t brought much when they first checked in, but now, packing up to head home, they were swamped with bags. There were essentials for the three children, along with some household items Marguerite had bought on a whim. Thankfully, the VIP hospital suite was spacious enough. Besides Hayes and Manley’s room, there was also a small side room. Marguerite and Teresa had been bunking down in that side room, while Frederick had been roughing it on the couch in the main lounge.

Marguerite had considered swapping with Frederick several times, feeling guilty for always relegating him to the couch.

But every time she stepped out of the room, she’d find Frederick on the balcony, lost in a cloud of smoke, his gaze fixed on some distant point, shrouded in a cloak of melancholy. She couldn’t guess what was on his mind.

Not wanting to intrude on his solitude, she shelved the idea of swapping places.

Chuck and a few bodyguards stayed back to pack up, while Marguerite and Frederick, along with the three little ones, headed downstairs to go home.

Their Maybach was parked right outside the hospital entrance. However, as Marguerite was stepping down the stairs, a black SUV boldly parked itself right in front of their ride.

Janie got out of the back seat, smiling as she approached Marguerite, politely advising, “Ms. Lockwood, Mr. Winston is currently scouting wedding venues. He heard that Hayes and Manley were being discharged today and sent me to escort you over.”

Maurice really have to be so

it home yet, and here he was, pulling strings to force her into his plans!

have to do with me?”

cradling Manley, walked past Marguerite

is your wedding too, after all. And haven’t you promised Mr. Winston that the

He turned to look at Marguerite, his eyes

that moment seemed far from

the bush in front of me. But I

aside, making way for

make this hard for me. Just get

difficulties were none

the children into

driver glanced at Marguerite, knowing he couldn’t disobey Frederick’s orders. He reluctantly started the engine, rather slowly, all

Janie to react. She yanked open the car door

her settled, floored the accelerator and

of Janie in the rearview mirror, seemingly reporting to Maurice on the phone. She