Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 898

Violet forgot to cry. The hurt and worry in her eyes from moments ago vanished, replaced by suspicion and guardedness.

She couldn't meet his gaze, her eyes darting nervously. "Silas, why are you suddenly asking me this?"

"I feel like I've forgotten so much," he replied quietly. "I can't even remember how we became a couple."

Violet gripped his arm, anxious and tight. "If you can't remember, then maybe it's better not to dwell on it. The past and the present-does it really make a difference?"

He gave a faint smile. "If you don't tell me what happened before, how am I supposed to know if it makes a difference or not? Good or bad, I want to know it all, Violet. I can accept anything, but I can't just muddle through life like a fool, pretending nothing matters."

Violet stared at him, knowing this day would come sooner or later.

softening. "Silas, we first met back in college. I was studying psychology at Blue Ridge University, over in Veracoria. There was a grad student in my department-he was your friend, and

always looking out for you. I knew you liked red wine, that you were great

on perfume. But did you know? Every one of those 'accidental' encounters-I planned them all, down to the last detail. But

eyes filling with tears as

He gently pressed a tissue into

home and started an internship at Thunderbolt Enterprises-only to discover you were head of the

talk to you, and we got closer. But we

the country to clear your head. Not long after, I got a call from a hospital in Veracoria, saying

but when I got there, the doctors told me you'd mysteriously disappeared. I called the police and searched for three days straight. Finally, I found you in a forest. Not just you-Margot was there, too. But you had lost your memory, and the

and looked at him, as if waiting

all Silas could manage was a quiet, almost cold, "And