Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 876

At some point, Marguerite's tears had already begun to fall.

She wiped them away in a hurry, but when she looked up at Violet, her eyes were filled with unwavering resolve.

"Yes. I have to know the truth," she said, her voice steady.

Marguerite couldn't allow herself to stumble blindly through life any longer.

If there was even the faintest news about Frederick, she had to seize it with both hands.

The two women stared at each other-no shouting, no open conflict. Outwardly, everything seemed calm, but beneath the surface, invisible currents of unease swirled between them.

Violet studied Marguerite for a long time before finally taking her gently by the arm and leading her away from the watchful eyes of the security guards. Making sure no one else could overhear, Violet finally gave in and revealed the so-called truth. "Marguerite, the photos on Silas's phone-I'm the one who sent them to him." For a moment, Marguerite was frozen in shock.

She stared at Violet in disbelief, her lips trembling as if she couldn't quite form the words.

did you

me, but I always knew that

ever met your lover. I said I had. Then he asked me for a photo of Mr. Winston. From that moment, I

back my own feelings and started searching everywhere for

So the photo you showed me the one you've been holding onto-I bought it, paying more hackers than I

harder, though she couldn't say exactly what she

that she'd misjudged someone? Was she grieving for the pain she had caused

tears came from having her fragile hope rekindled-only to have it crushed again, just

her own tears away and took a steadying

a faint, sorrowful smile and looked Marguerite in the

But to the rest of the world, he and I are still husband and wife. I don't want him to know about this conversation.

no

stabbed through Marguerite's chest, and her breathing grew

nodded and promised Violet she'd keep it to