Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 856

Marguerite's face fell in an instant.

She could brush off those words coming from anyone else, but she never imagined she'd hear them from Violet.

Violet had been by her side for over half a year, knowing all her habits, all her heartbreaks. Frankly, aside from Miley, no one in the world understood her better. She couldn't keep up the pretense any longer; her expression darkened.

"You, of all people, should know what happened between me and Maurice. You know how much I hate him. Have you lost your mind over this new boyfriend of yours?"

Marguerite's anger left Violet stunned, her eyes wide with shock, quickly clouded with hurt.

"I'm sorry, Marguerite, I didn't mean it like that. I just wanted someone to look after you, that's all. Please, forgive me?"

"I can take care of myself. I don't need a man."

"I know, I know! Please, Marguerite, don't be mad at me. I'm so sorry!"

genuine—almost pitifully so. If she kept holding a grudge,

down her irritation and sighed. "Fine. I know you meant

up three fingers in a mock oath. "I promise, never again! Anyway, Marguerite, my wedding dress needs adjustments

watching Violet hurry away before turning and picking up the tailored

in turmoil, thanks to Violet. She'd only just started unbuttoning her shirt in the changing room, fingers tired and distracted, when suddenly the curtain was yanked aside with

stood right in front

pulled her shirt closed and pressed an arm protectively to

"You-!"

broad hand clamped gently but

and anger as she glared

his hand over her mouth, waiting until she stopped

from him, making it hard to breathe. When he sensed she'd calmed, he slowly lowered his hand and spoke in a low voice, "I

to finish. Marguerite bit

sharp breath but didn't make a sound,