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!"

nod, her small face

talked a good game, putting words into action was

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

wee hours until, overcome by sleepiness,

a light, all the way through till the next morning's breakfast time, without stirring

had already whipped up a hearty breakfast, setting a full spread on the

dining room, but there was no sign of Teresa coming down the stairs. Recalling the late-night working Teresa, he started to get

have pulled an all-nighter,

up some porridge for

go upstairs... and get Teresa

smiled tenderly, "Alright,

Jocelyn, the little guy leapt off his stool

unlocked, and with a light push from Hayes, it swung

him

was fast asleep on

ball, her face planted straight