Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 93

Marguerite didn't expect Frederick to barge in, but his intentions were crystal clear.

If it wasn't to fight for Yuna's so-called justice, then what?

But Marguerite had been heartbroken all day, feeling exhausted and drained.

Right now, all she wanted was to crawl into bed and let her feelings out, whether it meant crying or screaming. In the end, it was her own business.

"Can we talk about this tomorrow? I don't want to argue with you," Marguerite said wearily, her face showing exhaustion.

Facing her resistance, Frederick's anger flared up even more, starting off with a bang.

"Well, so you're wallowing in self-pity because you got exposed by the person involved? Marguerite, weren't you good at putting on a show? Weren't you good at smooth talking? If grandma hadn't woken up today, how long were you planning to deceive me?"

The continuous heartache had already drained Marguerite of her strength to argue back. Her face darkened, and she asked him faintly, "What did I deceive you about?"

"Why did you say Laverne is your family?" The man's knee pressed against Marguerite's thigh, immobilizing her.

"She has always been my family, there's no need for me to say it. It's an unchangeable fact."

"I'm warning you, don't lie to me."

Marguerite turned her face away and closed her eyes, letting out a deep sigh in despair, "Frederick, do I need to do a DNA test for you to believe me?"

The man's hand gripped her shoulder tightly, the other hand forced her face to turn towards him, questioning her word by word. "Do you think I would let an elderly woman who just recovered from a serious illness do such an obvious thing?"

She wondered, "What does this man want me to say? Nothing seems to please him."

Marguerite lowered her gaze, and could only give a melancholic smile: "Alright, what do you want me to say? You tell me, and I'll repeat it word for word, okay?"

"Marguerite! Don't push me to my limit! If you don't tell me the truth, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Marguerite gazed at the man's grim and malicious face, filled with a determination that seemed like it wanted to end her life.

She clenched her lower lip tightly, her eyes were dull and hopeless.

Despair, humiliation and anger completely enveloped her.