Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 878

Even though Hayes had tried to brace himself on the way over, he was still stunned when he finally saw the old photo-before the weight gain, Margot had looked exactly like Teresa.

The shock hit him hard, mingled with a deep ache in his chest.

He couldn't help but feel for Teresa. In his eyes, she had always cared about her looks, and yet she'd endured so much suffering from being overweight for so long. Whatever the reason, he refused to believe Teresa would have let herself become unrecognizable without good cause.

His small trembling hands clutched the photo, his eyes reddening as tears threatened to fall. But he quickly ducked his head, not wanting his little sister to see him cry.

"I... I always suspected you were my Teresa," he choked out, voice trembling. "I just knew it was you..."

Teresa reached over and squeezed Hayes's little hand, then hopped down from the couch so she could sit right beside him.

Their hands clasped tightly together, Teresa's free hand gently wiped away the tear trailing down Hayes's cheek. Her voice, soft and quivering, still carried a note of comfort.

"Don't cry, okay? I'm back now, aren't I? No more tears, Hayes. Be brave for me, alright?"

She wanted to cry too, but everything she'd been through these past six months had made her stronger than she ever thought possible.

Swallowing her own pain and sadness, Teresa forced herself to smile, determined to lift Hayes's spirits.

Hayes took a deep, steadying breath and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. Slowly, his emotions calmed.

red and puffy,

"When you and Dad disappeared, the news back home said Dad... they said he shot you.

hesitated, voice barely above a whisper. "But I saw them anyway. Teresa, Dad

glancing around to make sure there was no

Dad who shot me," she said softly. "It

words, Hayes's little hands clenched

Absolutely unforgivable!

password. That was when it

to have it confirmed like

lived with them for three whole years! How could Maurice turn on her

his fist on

I promise I'll find a way to make him pay for

his hand, concern in her eyes as she gently massaged his

trying to lighten the mood "If strength won't work, then we'll outsmart him. But

her voice steady but distant. "After they

Dad and I were put in the

When I woke

manup, I

recognize implanting a chip-some kind. wafer-into Dad's brain. They said they were planning to put one