Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 9

Marguerite turned around and looked up to see Frederick in his loose black robe, looking down at her like a king.

"What's up?" Marguerite asked, her tone icy.

"I don't know how you managed to become my wife, but I hope you understand, a woman like you will never have any relation with me. So, three months from now, I hope you can divorce me on time."

What's her status? What kind of status does she have?

Marguerite couldn't stand Frederick's high and mighty attitude. Did he think he was a king just because he had some money?

Compared to Frederick, they were indeed from different worlds. But even though she was of low status, she didn't belittle herself.

So, she straightened up and said fearlessly, "Mr. Winston, I believe neither of us wants to have any relation with the other. Goodbye."

With that, Marguerite left Frederick with a thin but proud back.

Marguerite's indifference made Frederick's face darken, his mood becoming more irritable.

Who did she think she was, acting all high and mighty? She was so brazen to sneak into his room last night.

What a pretentious woman.

Marguerite left Sapphire Valley Estates and walked a long way to find a bus stop.

She had completed the task given by the mysterious person, and now the most important thing was to go to the hospital to see if her grandmother had started treatment.

She soon arrived at Stonebridge Memorial Hospital and ran into a nurse as she entered the ward.

The nurse looked at Marguerite and asked, "Are you a relative of Laverne?"

Marguerite nodded, "Yes."

"Her condition is very serious, and she missed the best treatment time. She's been unconscious. The subsequent treatment will take a long time, prepare yourself."

Marguerite turned pale at the news and cautiously asked, "About the treatment cost..."

"Don't worry about the cost, someone has already paid for it."

The mysterious person had kept the promise, and the heavy burden in Marguerite's heart was finally lifted.

But who was this mysterious person? Just because she married Frederick, this person helped to pay for her grandmother's treatment?

Marguerite thought for a long time but couldn't figure out the answer.

"Miss, do you know who paid for us?"

The nurse shook her head, "I don't know, and I don't have the right to ask."

Marguerite gave up asking.

This mysterious person was so secretive that even Marguerite didn't know who he or she was, let alone letting others know this person’s existence.

Marguerite could only wait for this mysterious person to contact her.

Marguerite didn't chat with the nurse anymore but turned around and walked into the ward, sitting by the bed to massage Laverne's hands and feet.

Laverne's condition was getting worse. If she didn't move her hands and feet, her muscles would atrophy.

Marguerite was busy and sweaty when a sharp and harsh voice came, "Marguerite, you're here indeed!"

Marguerite looked back, and it was Yuna!

Marguerite withdrew her gaze and continued to massage Laverne.

Yuna was not in a hurry. After all, she had climbed onto Frederick, a man of great wealth, and was about to become the mistress of the Winston family.