Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 854

Chapter 857

Marguerite's heart lurched. Instinctively, she clutched the edge of the velvet curtain and snapped, "Don't come in! I'm not dressed."

Maurice hesitated outside, sounding both exasperated and helpless. “Alright, I won't come in. Just tell me are you hurt?"

Marguerite glanced at Silas's forearm. The bloody imprint of teeth was stark and horrifying.

She turned away, voice flat. "I'm fine. I'll be out soon."

"Okay. I'll wait for you in the lobby."

Only after Maurice's footsteps faded did Marguerite look back at Silas.

His face was calm, as if the ugly wound on his arm didn't even exist.

But Marguerite knew all too well just how much pain she was in.

"The wedding's tomorrow," she said quietly. "Can you just stop coming to see me?"

"I'll leave as soon as I finish," Silas replied.

"Then make it quick."

Her cool, distant gaze wounded him, but his eyes were still earnest, burning with hope. "I'll wait for you tomorrow."

if I do, it'll only be

life's work. Do you really think I'd throw everything

his injured arm, he gently cupped her face, his thumb brushing away the

nearby. His voice

could admit that Marguerite was a force to

resilience was a gentleness-a woman who didn't need to hide behind a façade

he loved didn't have to pretend. She

if she'd give him that

curtain behind him. Only after his footsteps faded did Marguerite's strength finally desert her. She

was in turmoil

Ten minutes later.

out of

Silas

the box with

reached

in the trunk.

but he sidestepped her

she forced a playful grin as she looked up at him. "Silas, Mom wants you to come over for dinner tonight. How about we stop by

he pressed the car keys into her

"What's that supposed to mean? Aren't you coming home

go

the hospital

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