Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 825

Margot trudged along with a downcast expression, her tiny face clouded with

worry.

"We've been to every hospital, even abroad," she mumbled, "but they just can't find anything."

"How can that be?" Marguerite replied, a hint of urgency creeping into her voice. "They must've done a CT scan, right? They should be able to spot even the smallest shadow in the brain."

Margot stopped abruptly, her big, round eyes looking at Marguerite with a mix of confusion, sadness, and a touch of defiance. Despite the child's young age, Marguerite could see the weight of the world resting on her small shoulders.

Guilt washed over Marguerite, realizing she might have been too harsh. After all, Margot was just a three-year-old, tagging along as her father, Silas, went to countless doctor appointments. How much could she truly understand?

rifling through her bag for the CT report, determined to get some clear answers from the doctors. But before she could take

head, surprising Marguerite with her next words. "Ms. Marguerite, maybe you shouldn't see my daddy for a

Marguerite stunned and a little hurt. "What do

leaving Marguerite's

six months. While she and her daddy were overseas trying to

see her mom, her brother Hayes, and her grandparents. But she couldn't. She wasn't strong enough, and her daddy had forgotten her

her mom alive, she'd changed her name from "Teresa" to "Margot," hoping that

love with her mom all over again, and then she could reveal everything.

she dreamt

was a pain that