Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 325

With that, he turned and left the diner.

Watching Frederick's tall, burly figure recede, her eyes clouded with tears.

He had changed, morphed into someone she no longer recognized. His vindictiveness and underhanded tactics were now identical to those of Maurice.

Suddenly, a flurry of snow began to fall outside the window, blanketing the streets in white.

The Christmas lights from last month were still hanging, their glow intermingling with the snowfall, a lingering reminder of the festive season.

The diner was playing "Jingle Bells" overhead, as if everyone was in a celebratory mood, everyone but her. She sat dazed for a long time before hastily paying and exiting the diner.

Marguerite's car was parked in the underground lot of the Thunderbolt Building. She had to first return to the building before driving back to her mansion.

The mansion's steps were covered in snow. Marguerite almost slipped as she climbed them.

Upon seeing Marguerite return, Nadine quickly made her a hot cup of tea, "Ma'am, the young master won't be coming home tonight. He's working late."

Maurice rarely worked late. Ever since Frederick left, he had been fearless for three whole years. Now, with Frederick's powerful return and his company's growing success, Maurice naturally felt threatened.

His absence was a welcome respite for Marguerite.

Marguerite sipped her tea and nodded, "Alright, you can rest now."

Before leaving, Nadine handed Marguerite a tube of itch-relief ointment, "Ma'am, Teresa said her foot was itchy this morning. I think it's her birthmark acting up again. She didn't let me in, so would you mind taking this to her?"