Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 665

The car quickly came to a halt at the scene of the incident. Marguerite stepped out, closely following Frederick, her eyes trailing him as he walked towards Robert. She slowed her pace, realizing that to the Fitzgerald family, she might still be a suspect. Fearing to put Robert in a difficult position, she chose to watch from a distance.

The cliffside was illuminated by several large lamps, brightening the dark sky above. Yuna had already returned to the hospital, but Hackett was slumped on the riverbank, staring blankly at the empty river surface. The river was stained with blood, a sight that was shockingly harrowing. The scene before her made Marguerite's heart ache as if it were being sliced open.

Her gaze landed on Hackett's solitary figure, looking as though he had aged significantly overnight. He appeared so lonely and desolate. In Marguerite's memory, Hackett had always been stubborn and arrogant. He had never been kind to her, chastising her repeatedly, especially over matters involving Yuna. But today, she saw a different side of Hackett. It was the vulnerability and sorrow of a man who had lost his wife, making Marguerite unexpectedly feel sympathy for him.

it's getting late, so we're planning to call it a day." Upon hearing this, Hackett's wrinkled hands shakily grasped the officer's arm, tears streaking

leave! My wife hasn't been found yet, how can you just leave? We need to find her, dead or alive.

searching upstream, midstream, and downstream. But the river is covered with thick ice, and the undercurrents beneath the ice in the middle and lower sections are too strong, making any search futile! We can only rely on thermal imaging cameras and radar, but these devices need to be airborne, so we have to wait until daylight to

heading down to

in the shadows, soon overhearing their conversation. "I'll handle Poppy Petal Fragrances for a while; you focus on sorting things out at

"Thanks for that."