Chapter 868

However, there was nothing about him online-not a single article, no photos, not even a name.

When Marguerite's husband tried searching for him, he found nothing. So who was this man who could make Marguerite so willing to marry him and have his child?

Silas couldn't picture what this enigmatic man looked like.

And yet, strangely enough, everyone around Marguerite felt oddly familiar to him.

Her son—even her assistant, Chuck-sparked a sense of déjà vu; they felt close and yet, at the same time, like strangers.

But now that everything had settled, Silas no longer cared to untangle the reasons why.

Because Marguerite's heart was already crystal clear to him.

And moving forward, he knew he couldn't keep fooling himself.

It was time to bring this relationship to a close.

Silas set his phone aside and pushed down his emotions, his voice cold as he ordered, "Drive."

"Yes, Mr. Ward!"

Meanwhile, in the hospital room-

Maurice reluctantly let go of Marguerite after holding her for a long moment.

Marguerite went to the bathroom to wash the blood from her face. As soon as she stepped out, she saw Penelope and Jocelyn barging in with Hayes and Manley in tow.

Penelope's voice was sharp with worry. "Marguerite, are you alright? Turn around -let me see!"

grabbed Marguerite's shoulders, checking her from head to toe. Marguerite

"Mom, I'm fine."

sure? Don't try to put on

would I

I'm not letting this go-we're getting a

to pull her toward the door, but Marguerite stood

not my

and Jocelyn both froze. Marguerite continued, "He took a bullet

a second, the room fell

only now noticing Maurice lying

Maurice took a bullet

know whether he should be grateful or if he should keep

was Jocelyn who finally broke the

more careful next time. Have Ablett and Zoe

why they suddenly started

sigh. "Yuna was

boiled over. "Ablett and

to justice? I can't

and wait for something

the lawyers right now. Until they're

that, Penelope stormed out of the room, never once glancing at

reached out and squeezed Marguerite's shoulder, as if

to Maurice. "You took a bullet for Marguerite. As someone older, I

frail, his breath coming in

do. I believe if it had been Frederick here today, he would've

heart clenched at

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