Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 197

Laverne stood as still as a statue, not moving an inch.

Oh, has she forgotten she's supposed to be sick?

Laverne chuckled, "I only realized this morning that my leg was fine. But that's not the point. You have to make a good impression on the young man's mother! Here, wear this!"

The old woman pulled out a white dress, a U-neck, knee-length that exuded a sense of grace and elegance.

"Trust me, elders love this kind of outfit. Since you can't wear makeup, you can only rely on your clothes."

Laverne had checked earlier, most human skin masks were made of silicone, makeup wouldn't stick!

Marguerite was even more confused, "Grandma, how did you know I can't wear makeup?"

She always felt that the old lady was strange today. Her numb legs recovered unexpectedly, and she even knew that her face couldn't hold makeup?

What's going on? Could it be that she's overthinking again?

Laverne swallowed, feeling guilty as hell.

Damn it, she was always careful, but she made mistakes today!

Luckily, she was quick-witted, changing the subject and explaining, "Why would you wear makeup while you're pregnant? It's not good for the baby! Now don't delay, hurry up and change your clothes, or you'll be late!"

Before Marguerite could react, she was pushed towards the bathroom by Laverne.

Turns out, this dress really flattered Marguerite's figure, giving her an air of a well-bred lady.

She and Jocelyn had agreed to meet at Mystic Table in the city center. Not long after Marguerite arrived, Jocelyn showed up.

She was still wearing the same dress from last night, only with a light purple gem bracelet on her wrist. Clearly, she had just rushed over from the hospital.

Upon seeing this, Marguerite promptly stood up to greet her, "Hello, ma'am."

Jocelyn glanced at Marguerite's still flat belly, gently raised her hand to signal, "No need to be formal, please sit."

Marguerite felt uncomfortable under Jocelyn's gaze. After sitting down in a fluster, she saw Jocelyn clean the utensils.

"It has nothing to do with him." By then, Jocelyn had finished cleaning all the utensils, had the waiter get some tea, and then filled a cup for Marguerite.

Marguerite took a few sips of the tea, and then heard the gentle voice of Jocelyn.

"Marguerite, I saw how you protected Frederick last night, and I appreciate your care for him. But you've seen the situation in our family. If you and Frederick want to be together, I'm afraid it's going to be tough."

"Ma'am, you misunderstood."

Whether it was Miley's previous investigation into the Winston Group's relationships, or last night's experience, Marguerite knew that Jocelyn was very protective of Frederick.

The relationship between Jocelyn and Frederick was definitely not like that between Frederick and Powell. At least, they could still contact freely.

Therefore, Marguerite didn't want to hide anything from Jocelyn and explained without hesitation, "Ma'am, actually, what I said last night was just to help him piss off his dad. There were all Mr. Powell's people in the ward. If I didn't stand up, he would have been all alone."

Jocelyn looked up suddenly, looking at the kind girl in front of her, she felt a bit of admiration.

"Seeing how you took a stand for Frederick against his father last night, I knew I didn't misjudge you. Marguerite, I feel quite relieved leaving Frederick to you."