Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 889

In that instant, Marguerite's heart felt like it was packed with a dozen little bunnies, thumping and leaping wildly inside her chest.

Did Maurice just fall out of bed?

His wounds hadn't even healed yet-this couldn't be happening.

"Where are you right now? How is he?" she demanded.

Laura's voice trembled so badly it was barely recognizable. "I'm standing outside the room-I don't dare go in. The doctor's stitching up Mr. Winston."

"Don't panic. I'll be there right away."

Marguerite ended the call and turned to Chuck. "Take me to the hospital, now."

Hayes immediately clung to Marguerite's hand, his little fingers tightening with worry. "Mommy, are you going to see that awful Uncle Maurice again? Aren't you afraid Aunt and Uncle will be mad?"

Marguerite squeezed his hand gently. "Something urgent came up. I'll be back before you know it."

She hopped into the front passenger seat, and Chuck sped off, tearing down the street. They reached the hospital in record time.

Chuck stayed in the car while Marguerite hurried upstairs. By the time she reached Maurice's room, Laura was nowhere to be seen.

"I told you not to come back! Don't you understand plain English?"

second he heard the door, sharp and angry even though he hadn't opened his eyes yet; despite

"You fired Laura?"

beside him. Only then did Maurice open his eyes, surprise flickering across his face before

up

isn't good enough for you, then

on hers, unwavering. "I think you'd

when you're hurt? You never had me running around after

laugh. "I'd never ask you to wait on me. I'd rather put up with the

had always remained unmoved. If only he'd

Janie over to help

doesn't have the

I came.

faltering on his lips, leaving behind a trace of bitterness

you be so

that I'm heartless. I

have any time. I'm

and Hayes has

Kents

I'd need to split myself in two to get it

offer Maurice a sliver of comfort.

"Once

can help out