Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 824

Margot nodded, her face a mix of confusion and curiosity. "Yeah, why?"

"Thought I recognized you," the doctor replied with a warm smile. He rummaged through a drawer and handed Margot a manila envelope. "Your dad fainted a couple of days ago. We treated him here, but he left without taking his report. Can you give this to him and ask him to drop by when he gets a chance?"

"Dr. Smith, do you need to discuss my dad's condition?" Margot asked, her eyes wide with concern. "Maybe you could just tell me, and I'll pass it on. He's been really busy lately."

Dr. Smith gently tugged at one of Margot's pigtails, his tone light but evasive. "It's better if your dad comes in himself. It's a bit complicated, and I don't think you'd understand."

Margot's childish demeanor vanished, replaced by an unexpected maturity. "Dr. Smith, I know more about Dad's condition than anyone. When we were abroad, he fainted before, and I was the one handling things with the doctors. So, don't worry about keeping things from me!"

unfold, her heart aching. What had Margot been

should be playing and enjoying life, not shuttling back and forth

bitter past with Maurice, a conflict she'd kept from Teresa to protect her childhood happiness. No mother wants her child to bear burdens too

so composed and accepting,

sorrow.

condition serious?" Margot asked, a hint of

rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "It's just that your dad's been taking painkillers with a pretty high

glance at Marguerite, a sigh

records, he hadn't been using them for months. Suddenly

because of her. Every time they met, she noticed him popping