Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 59

The sight of the two leaving together was painful for Marguerite.

Frederick's heart belonged to Yuna. Marguerite never harbored any delusions about that.

All she asked for was trust.

She was with him every day, wasn't her character clear enough?

Besides, she wasn't just his wife, protected by the law, but also his employee, constantly under his watchful eye.

So, anyone could doubt her, but not Frederick!

She didn't understand why she clung to this man's trust and couldn't find a reason for it.

Just the thought of his disappointed and shocked expression made Marguerite's heart ache.

Tears streamed down her face again.

The crowd had long dispersed, and Marguerite collapsed on the ground, unable to vent her emotions, and left to let the tears fall.

The little corgi in the corner seemed to sense her emotions, wobbling towards her and licking her hand with its little tongue.

The parrot flapped its wings by her side, repeating, "Don't cry! Beautiful lady, don't cry!"

Just then, Robert suddenly appeared at the door. He was panting from his run and gasped in surprise at the sight of the mess.

Seeing Marguerite sitting on the ground, he hurriedly asked, "Marguerite, where did Frederick go? What happened to the flower room? What’s with the rumors online?"

Marguerite lifted her head, her shoulders shaking with her sobs.

Only then did Robert notice her tear-streaked face, and he froze.

Why was she crying?

"Why are you crying? Stop crying! Did you have another fight with Frederick?"

Whether it was the difficult Frederick or the straightforward Marguerite, Robert could always balance their moods well.

But he was scared of women crying. He was always at a loss when a woman cried.

Marguerite cried as if she couldn't breathe. "He doesn’t trust me."

Robert wanted to pull Marguerite up but figured he shouldn't touch her, so he crouched down and said, "Stop crying; I'll take you to him."

Marguerite, dizzy from crying, shook her head firmly and said, "No, I won’t go to him. Mr. Fitzgerald, can you help me restore the flower room?"

The precious flowers and plants in the flower room had been destroyed by Yuna, and it broke Marguerite's heart!

"You're still worried about these plants! Where is Frederick? I'm taking you to him today!"

Marguerite shook her head vigorously. "No, Mr. Fitzgerald. The flowers and plants in the flower room are more important; you have to help me!"

This was her battlefield, her chance to prove her innocence. She couldn't let it be destroyed.