Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 650

Teresa's face was a picture of panic as she quickly turned to Hayes, who was awkwardly trying to conceal a piece of paper under him. It was the DNA test results that could confirm the parental link between her and her dad!

How did her mom notice their little scheme so quickly?

Desperately, Teresa tried to signal Hayes to come up with some story to distract her mom.

But Hayes, usually so calm and collected, was now squirming uncomfortably with his legs tightly pressed together, and even wiggled his little behind.

What on earth?

Why was Hayes so nervous all of a sudden? Was he really that spooked by Mom?

Marguerite, by now, had sauntered over to Hayes and crouched down, extending her arm and opening her hand, motioning for Hayes to hand over whatever he was hiding.

"Honey, just show Auntie what you've got there," she cooed.

Hayes, his face as red as a tomato, stubbornly shook his head: "No... I can't..."

Teresa was baffled.

What was wrong with Hayes? Why was his voice trembling so much?

"Why can't you, sweetie? Did Auntie guess right? Are you hiding something naughty?"

Hayes pouted, "Auntie Marguerite... we're not doing anything bad... really..."

about to let the little guy off the

why

"Because... because..."

nerves, lifting his eyelids, and desperately seeking

mixture of pitiful

no longer concerned with Hayes's unusual reaction,

too! Under his bottom is his report card from last semester, and he didn't do well. It needs a parent's signature! He's scared to show it to his dad, so

rattled off her explanation without taking a breath, nearly suffocating in the

who was gasping for air, clearly skeptical: "Really?" She knew

grades be

Mom, please don't ask anymore, you'll make Hayes cry! I just got him calmed down, any more questions and

tearful face, unaware

was

uncomfortable was

managed to get out through clenched teeth, his pale little face flushing with the

softened, thinking she had indeed touched

off days, and sometimes failure hits them harder than

to probe any further, Marguerite nodded in

Auntie won't ask anymore, and I won't tell Daddy either. Once you sort it out, come downstairs for

up and left the

something important and quickly followed her

Mom, Manley told me you had a big problem at work! Is it serious? Did Dad punish

A problem at work?

factory fire