Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 761

Maggie's mind was practically short-circuited.

There, merely three steps away, lay Teresa and Frederick, yet her legs felt as though they were cemented to the floor, immovable.

She could hear Maurice's labored breathing, the noise from downstairs growing into a cacophonous blur.

She could even hear the buzzing in her brain as she turned to Maurice with a dazed expression, asking, "Who fired the shot!?"

Maurice lowered his eyelids, a heavy sigh escaping him, "Frederick."

Tears cascaded down Maggie's cheeks, her voice breaking amidst sobs, "Then who...who shot him?"

"It was me."

Maurice, clutching Teresa's fragile form, attempted to approach Maggie, but she shuddered, stepping back uncontrollably.

"Stay away!"

Her voice was a hoarse growl, an ominous warning, as she shielded her eyes, refusing to accept the reality unfolding before her.

It's all a lie! This can't be happening!

"Maggie..."

came back only to seek revenge! Revenge against you, and

were all duped! He was after the chip technology, casting aside even blood ties! I intended to confront him today, but I

that moment, Maggie felt

to Maggie, they became distant echoes of

paramedics rushed in, speaking in hurried tones she couldn't

frozen, unable to

composure, walking up to her

voice carried a blend of determination and sorrow, "I'll do everything in my power to save Teresa, and I'll

leaving Maggie alone on

summer night was serene, the gentle

stark reminder of the horror that had unfolded, snapping Maggie

would make everything alright again? Would Frederick and Teresa wake

moved like a zombie into the living room, clumsily colliding with the edge of the

cutting her legs and

landed at her feet, and through her haze, she saw it was a contract for

second party, "Frederick" was written in bold

Maurice's

came back after three years to