Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 809

He gently traced his fingers over the burn scar on his cheek, letting them linger behind his ear as if searching for something, all the while looking at Marguerite with a hopeful glint in his eyes.

Marguerite knew her words had hurt him, but she couldn't predict what this man would do next.

Silas had completely thrown her life off balance, and every unexpected move he made left Marguerite scrambling to keep up.

She couldn't let things spiral further out of control.

Marguerite yanked Silas up from the couch, mercilessly pushing him toward the front door.

"Don't waste your time. No matter what you do, I won't fall for you."

The door was already open, yet Silas stood his ground. "Marguerite, are you not going to give me even the slightest chance?"

Seeing this towering man with such a humble demeanor tugged at Marguerite's heartstrings.

They engaged in a silent standoff for what felt like ages before she spoke softly:

"Violet is a good woman. She doesn't deserve to be let down. So, please, just let me go."

Silas froze for a moment, his gaze fixed steadily on her.

tell what he was thinking, but his eyes were a storm

grasped her shoulders, his breath coming in warm waves

it's I who should ask you to let me go. My life was calm and predictable, with no upheavals. Without you, I'd marry Violet, raise little Margot, watch her grow up,

more I did, the stronger

taken more painkillers than when I was injured, even knowing they're no good, just because I wanted to

but clear, each word striking Marguerite like

raw and unwavering confession brought a sting to her eyes, blurring her vision with

was pure and unyielding, driven by a reckless abandon, as if

in just three days? How could that be

it, her gaze softening as she looked into Silas's

she simply asked,

gaze away, turning his back on her. "It doesn't matter anymore. What matters is that I

that, he strode out, quickly

he left, the weight of it all crashed down on Marguerite, leaving her crumpled on the

claimed she disrupted his life, but hadn't he done the same

stagnant and devoid of hope, a state she had no

opening her heart

then Silas came