Chapter 372
Bride Behind The Mask
Teresa had been itching to present the DNA test results to Frederick for a while now, but her days were consumed by sorting out affairs for Hayes, leaving her with no time.
Now that sheâd dealt with that bad woman Yuna, she could finally turn her thoughts to matters of family lineage..
Little did the young girl know, her inquiry had hit a sore spot for Frederick. Marguerite was the woman Frederick hated the most. He was still trying to figure out his feelings towards her, so how could he possibly admit anything easily?
Teresaâs secret was also far from captivating enough to pique his interest.
Feeling a bit disgruntled, Frederick was careful not to let his temper flare, for fear of scaring Teresa, so he concealed his emotions well. He simply reiterated, âTeresa, as Iâve mentioned before, Marguerite and I are not as close as you think.â
Teresa, however, was not easily deterred. âThat doesnât mean you canât have feelings for her!â
Teresaâs earnest expression showed her determination. Her small hand, hidden in her backpack, tightly clenching the DNA test results.
She was bursting to reveal her huge secret!
Come on, admit it! Admit you have feelings for Mommy, and I can tell you Iâm your daughter!
But Frederick merely looked down at the little girl, her eager face once again leaving him at a loss.
He wanted to reason with Teresa, but was afraid that a three-year-old wouldnât understand.
And if he tried to explain emotions to her, he feared she might get the wrong idea and believe he still harbored feelings for Marguerite.
After a long silence, Frederick decided to try a different approach, hoping to warn Teresa off.
âIf I admitted to having feelings for Marguerite, would you give up your biological father and accept me as your step-dad?*
Teresaâs round eyes were filled with a stubborn determination, as she met Frederickâs gaze with unwavering seriousness.
In reality, from the moment Teresa decided to present the DNA results, she had already made her choice. Without question, Mauriceâs love was pure and comforting, but no matter what, he was not her biological father.
She wanted to be with her biological parents. As for Maurice, he would still be her dad!
Frederick looked at the little girl in the passenger seat, assuming that his question had successfully troubled her.
His cool demeanor slightly softened, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Just as he was about to speak, the little girl unexpectedly answered, âI would!â
Teresaâs response took Frederick by surprise. His dark eyes widened, then deepened with surprise.
âYou would?â
âYes, I would! Iâd be more than happy!â
He couldnât believe that, in Teresaâs eyes, he was more important than Maurice, her biological father!
How was that possible? He had only met Teresa a few times!
In his shock, Frederick found himself increasingly fond of Teresa.
If only Teresa wasnât Mauriceâs child.
He had accepted the fact that Marguerite was pregnant. But of all people, the childâs father had to be his lifelong nemesis!
For this reason, Frederick quickly regained his composure.
He lowered his eyes, his expression growing slightly gloomy. âBut, I wouldnât.â
He did like Teresa, but to become her step-dad? Marguerite didnât deserve that!
Teresa became anxious, her little legs shaking furiously as she tried to explain, âBut what if youâre myâ¦â Before she could finish the sentence, Frederick cut her off. Teresa! Things between us adults are complicated. You shouldnât involve yourself. Iâll take the gift, please thank Marguerite for me.â
Inside her backpack, Teresa had crumbled the DNA test results in her tight grip.
Her little face turned red with frustration, her puffed cheeks resembling a puffer fish.
She huffed in annoyance, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and hopped down from the passenger seat. She turned around and glared at Frederick, emphasizing each word.
âIâm not your messenger! Send Mommy a message yourself! Goodbye!â
With that, the little girl slammed the car door shut with a âbangâ.