Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 691

"Ah!"

Yuna screamed at the top of her lungs, terror stripping away her composure, causing her to tumble off her chair in a clumsy heap. Simultaneously, Penelope beside her disintegrated into countless particles of dust, vanishing into thin air.

She was gone.

Yuna, heart pounding and drenched in a cold sweat, blinked in disbelief. Someone rushed to help her up from the floor.

As Yuna turned to offer her thanks, she was met with Penelope's bared teeth and a ghastly grin!

Fear engulfed her in an instant.

Penelope, with one hand on her arm and the other morphing into skeletal fingers dripping with blood, reached for her!

"Yuna, what's there to fear? You're mommy's good girl, aren't you? Why would you be scared?"

"Enough! Stay away from me! Just stay away!"

screamed desperately, pulling her arm away, shivering uncontrollably as

confused looks, witnessing Yuna's terror-stricken confrontation

are you talking

for me! She's right here, you have

silence as Penelope's face grotesquely twisted before

You're nothing but a bastard child! Did you think I'd just vanish from this world upon death? No, I didn't drink the Lethe's water, so the Grim Reaper turned me

spoke, her bony fingers

I'll always be

eerily visible, with Penelope somehow clinging onto

Frederick and Marguerite. Wouldn't

body-a sensation that drove her to the brink of insanity. She lunged forward, hands tightly strangling

you haunt

a ferocity as if to tear Penelope

a panic, "Ms.

Kill her?

would be

life once before? What