Chapter 289
The sight of Frederick brought a momentary joy to Marguerite.
The man she had been waiting for had finally amved, and she no longer had to face everything alone
She yeamed to throw herself into his arms, regardless of whether he loved her or not. She wanted to
use his sturdy shoulders as a pir of support and to pour out her tears, without restraint.
But reason told Marguente that she couldn’t do that. She wasn’t certain if Frederick had overheard her
conversation with Maurice, and now that she had taken off her mask, revealing her true face, she
hadn’t figured out how to break this to him.
But Frederick’s maction wasn’t as shocked or surprised as she had imagined, as if he had known her
true appearance all along
Fredenck stepped forward and took Marguerite’s hand, his authontative tone softened, it was
comforting. Til take you home”
Marguente was a bit taken aback, but she followed Frederick, step by step But before they could leave
the room, Maurice’s voice rang out from behind them
“Frederick! Marguente has something to tell you”
Both of them stopped in their tracks. Frederick turned around and looked quietly at Marguerite, but he
was silent
In the few seconds of their eye contact, Marguerite saw a mix of emotions sh through Frederick’s
eyes. First skepticism, then deep thought, and finally, he made a calm decision
His words were directed at Maurice, “Our business is none of your concern”
Fredenck took Marguente’s hand and turned around again, but Maurice spoke up, as if issuing a final
ultimatum, “If you don’t tell him, I will.”
Marguente’s heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively pulled her hand out of Frederick’s grasp
Frederick paused, then looked back at Marguente. His bright eyes were unwavering, but he remained
silent
Through Frederick’s eyes, Marguente realized that he didn’t seem to want to know what she had to tell
him. Maybe, subconsciously, he sensed that what she was about to say was something serious.
Serious enough to disrupt his life, perhaps even cause a radical change in his life.
So, Marguerite saw a hint of self–deception in Frederick’s expression
But after a long silence, he finally spoke, “What do you want to tell me?”
“What can I say?” Marguente looked at Frederick nkly, tears of self–reproach falling down her
cheeks.
What was she supposed to say?
That their mamage was the result of her and Maurice’s maniption? Or that the baby in her belly was
Maurice’s child?
I’m sorry.. It’s all my fault. Im sorry.” Marguente kept apologizing, her voice trembling her body shaking
uncontrobly Marguente was crying so hard that she couldn’t get her words out properly
Frederick’spassion for Marguente overcame his suspicion. He put his arm around Marguente’s
shoulders, his warm hand gently stroking her, “if you don’t want to talk about it, we don’t have to Let’s
go home”
The gentler Frederick was towards her, the more upset Marguerite became
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She didn’t know why Maurice insisted on her having the baby, but what she did know was that she was
the one who hadplicated Frederick’s situation.
Although thepany had weathered the storm, she found it impossible to face Frederick again. So
what if they went home? Every time she looked at him, she would remember the foolish things she had
done. And since she was carrying Maurice’s child, Maunce would never let her go, and he certainly
wouldn’t let Frederick go, either
It was time to end all this.
The pressure, guilt, and heartache almost suffocated Marguerite She held her breath, forcing herself to
calm down. Then she looked up at him, her words as ruthless as an executioner’s de, “Frederick,
I’m carrying Maurice’s child. He he is the father”
The room suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and no one spoke. Marguente could only hear
Frederick’s rapid, heavy breathing
After a long while, Frederick finally spoke, his voice cold, “Marguerite, you said.”
Before he could finish his sentence, Marguerite interrupted him, “I said i’m carrying Maurice’s child,
don’t ask me again”