Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 580

Words failed to capture the turmoil raging within Frederick’s heart.

Jocelyn, on the other hand, was utterly baffled.

Ever since they’d moved into the Winston Estate, their paths crossed more frequently, but Marguerite was always hustling, leaving at dawn and returning well past dusk due to her demanding job.

In all honesty, Jocelyn and Hayes didn’t interact much.

Yet, the words Hayes had for Marguerite were undeniably the highest form of praise.

“Hayes, why would you say that?”

Hayes, hands jammed in his pockets, chin tilted up, appeared to be seriously pondering the question.

“Because… Aunt Marguerite is kind, thoughtful… sincere, and she cares about me…”

He articulated each thought as it came to him. He racked his brain for all of Marguerite’s virtues, wishing he could ascribe every splendid word in the world to her. But to Hayes, even those words seemed too shallow, hardly sufficient to express his true sentiments.

He sighed, resigning to a vague summation, “It’s just a feeling!”

Yes, a feeling! To him, Aunt Marguerite felt more like family than his own mother ever did!

with emotion, her heart swelling with a sense of

always pure; they gravitate towards those who treat them well. Hayes’ affection for Marguerite was a clear sign of her devotion to

actual mother Yuna

in mind, Jocelyn’s heart ached

sniffled, stood up, and met Frederick’s gaze, her eyes slightly stinging, and asked, “You heard all that? You’re too stubborn. No matter the past grudges, for the sake of the child, it’s time to let go. And about the poisoning accusation against Marguerite, obviously there’s been a

after three long years, yet his mother was

a thick fog of confusion and doubt.

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Chapter 580

“Didn’t I say I’d look into it, to clear

Jocelyn challenged. “Behind her back?”

his demeanor icy, “Yes.”

can’t you let her know about what you’re doing for her? Listen, as someone who’s been through it all, you shouldn’t hide everything from her. Love is love. Don’t play games. with mixed signals. If you investigate behind her

words were blunt. She had been caught between Marguerite and her son, never daring to jump

in her son’s

since moving back to the Winston Estate, their daily interactions had slowly revealed his true feelings

she had to give

still linger, but