Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 625

Hayes was just about to ask Teresa about something, but as he turned to face

her, he was met with her heavy eyelids fighting a losing battle with sleep. A wave of genuine concern washed over him, making him forget his own confusion.

"Hey, you..." he gently patted Teresa's shoulder, his young face wrinkling in worry, "when did you last get some sleep?"

Sleep? Despite Teresa's tender years, she was a certified workaholic through and through!

Without making a dent in her workload, she'd be restless, her mind churning with unfinished business. And that meant that even when she hit the sack, she wouldn't catch a wink of sleep.

So, she simply chose not to sleep at all!

But she didn't want Hayes to fret, so she thumped her chest and promised, "Little Mute, I'm going to bed right after this! Don't you worry about me, you should head off to bed too!"

As she spoke, Teresa swiftly nudged Hayes towards his room.

Before he left, he couldn't help but remind her, "Get some rest early, don't stay up late!"

firm nod, her small face serious, "Trust me,

a good game, putting words into action was

back to her room, quickly swapped out the photo of Maurice for one of Frederick, slapped her cheeks to stay alert, and dove

until, overcome by sleepiness, she collapsed onto the floor, drifting off without

like a light, all the way through till the next morning's breakfast time,

Sadie had already whipped up a hearty breakfast, setting a full

coming down the stairs. Recalling the late-night working Teresa, he started to get

have pulled an all-nighter, would

who was dishing up some porridge for him, and said in

I'm gonna go upstairs... and

smiled tenderly, "Alright,

Jocelyn, the little guy leapt off

was unlocked, and with a light push

him left him

was fast asleep on the

air like a round ball, her face planted straight against the floor, hands beside her head - she looked