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.

what did

spoke, her voice tinged with resignation. "Marguerite, you never told me, but I always knew that Silas cared

lover. I said I had. Then he asked me for a photo of Mr. Winston. From that moment, I realized how much

betrayed our relationship, I still held back my own feelings and started searching everywhere for a photo

you showed me the one you've been holding onto-I bought

fall even harder, though she couldn't

Was she grieving for the pain she had caused Violet and

what she couldn't deny was that most of her tears came from having her

wiped her own tears away and

faint, sorrowful smile

husband and wife. I don't want him to know about this conversation. It's hard enough pretending to be oblivious in front of him-and I don't

there's no going back for any

Marguerite's chest, and her breathing grew

satisfying, but she nodded and promised Violet she'd