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 just

always knew that Silas cared about you. The way he looked at you, the emotion

I'd ever met your lover. I said I had. Then he asked me for a photo of Mr.

Even though he'd already betrayed our relationship, I still held back my own feelings and started searching everywhere for a photo of Mr.

me the

fall even harder, though she couldn't say exactly what she was crying

for the pain she had caused Violet and Silas? Perhaps

came from having her fragile hope rekindled-only

own tears away and took a steadying

sorrowful smile and looked Marguerite

world, he and I are still husband and wife. I don't want him to know about this conversation. It's hard enough

the truth comes out, there's no going

chest, and her breathing

nodded and promised Violet