Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 603

Miley’s mind was a whirlwind of confusion. She was a year younger than Marguerite, so how could she possibly remember the events surrounding Marguerite’s birth?

Instead of answering Robert right away, Miley hollered toward the foyer,

“Mom! Can you come here for a sec? We need to ask you something!”

Harriet scurried into the room, concern etched on her face. “What’s up, honey?”

Miley swiftly retrieved the photo from its hidden compartment and echoed Robert’s inquiry with urgency.

Harriet scrutinized the photo, her eyes narrowing with recognition at the sight of the blanket, and after a moment’s reflection, it clicked. “This blanket was Marguerite’s from the day she was born. Laverne used to say she wouldn’t go anywhere without it, clung to it like a security blanket. She finally stopped using it around three, and Laverne kept it safe ever since. I remember her joking that she’d save it for Marguerite’s wedding day, to gift her husband-to-be with a piece of her childhood. I’m not sure if she ever did gift it, but I -am certain Laverne considered this blanket a cherished keepsake for Marguerite.”

Yuna have a similar blanket when she was

shook her head, a definitive no. “Never saw one like it with

lost in the shuffle,

perplexed. “Okay, slow down. What’s the big deal about

expression was solemn as he pulled out another photo from

was a newborn picture of his sister, a little bundle swaddled in a butter-yellow blanket. He held up the photo next to the one of Laverne cradling Marguerite, and asked, “Don’t

closely, and suddenly

Maybe the Abletts just ended up using Marguerite’s blanket for

into contemplation,

hospital and Zoe’s words echoed in his mind,

Yuna was the Fitzgerald’s daughter, we spared no effort in treating her as our own. Our affection for her even surpassed what we felt for

one.”