Chapter 296
Bride Behind The Mask
Marguerite locked eyes with her, an intense gaze that flickered then faded, âMiley, youâre overthinking things. He probably hates me Why would he want you to call me to him?â
âYouâre canying Mauriceâs child, but I think Mr. Frederick is feeling conflicted Itâs not good that the child is Mauriceâs, he wonât accept it right away, you have to give him timeâ
âYes, the child is Mauriceâs. So why would he want me to leave with him?*
Miley stamped her foot in frustration, feeling like Marguerite was being stubborn âThatâs why I said heâs conflicted! Marguerite, if you go, thereâs still a chance for you two. If you donât, thereâs no hope left.â
Marguerite gazed at the shimmering sea, her voice filled with sadness, âYou donât understand our relationship. He doesnât love me at all. From the beginning, it was just my wishful thinkingâ
Miley held her head in her hands, completely exasperated by Marguerite, her voice uncontrollably loud, âAt this point, who cares if he loves you! Marguerite, stop being so dramatic! You only get one chance, grasp it or lose it forever! Think about it!â
Miley huffed off, having said all she could Whether Marguerite could seize this last opportunity was up to her Miley left the villa in a huff, leaving Marguente holding the plane ticket, feeling a surge of emotions. The flight was at 8pm, directly from Stonebridge City to Vespera Marguerite suddenly felt dizzy, her head spinning. The distance between Vespera and Stonebridge was thousands of miles. But to Marguente, it felt farther than the ends of the earth Because it meant that they would part forever. There would be nothing left between her and Frederick.
Jocelyn would take good care of Frederick, and with Robertâs resources, he could regain his status.
She had nothing to worry about. And with Yuna giving birth to Frederickâs child, they could live happily ever after in Vespera The more Marguerite thought about it, the lonelier she felt. Tears streamed down her face But no matter how much she tried to convince herself, a rebellious voice echoed inside her. Deep down, she wanted to run away with Frederick But she knew, her actions had made it impossible for her to face him again.
Fearing she would change her mind, she threw the plane ticket into the trash. Then she took some melatonin, hoping to sleep through the long day. She fell asleep quickly, but her dreams were full of Frederick She dreamt that he held her face, telling her that he loved her In her dreams, he waited for her at the boarding gateâ¦.
When she woke up, it was already dark. By now, Frederick should have boarded his flight, right?
She cleaned her tearâstained face, looked at the time, and realized it was only seven oâclock.
There was still an hour left before Frederickâs flight to Vespera Miley had sent her countless texts, [Marguerite, there are three hours left before Mr. Winston leaves, you can still change your mindâ]
Marguerite, answer the phone]
|Two hours left! Robert said theyâre already on their way to the airport!)
Marguerite! Only one hour left! In ten minutes, theyâll start boarding! Please give it a try Just do it for me. Youâve never loved anyone before, now that youâve met him, do you really want to live with this regret?]
Marguente locked at Mileyâs long messages. Something had struck a chord in her, and her resolve began to waver Her rational side told her she should stay put in her villa, to not cause any more trouble in Frederickâs life. But she wanted to see him again, even if it was for the last Lime With that thought, Marguente retrieved the plane ticket from the trash can