Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 244

Got it.

This guy has relegated her as a tool.

Marguerite was bitter about it, but what could she do? Everyone knew she was Frederick's wife. Would it be acceptable if she refused to cooperate with him?

She was reminded of the numerous couples in Hollywood who, despite having been apart, continued to play the part of a loving couple in public because their interests were intertwined.

Compared to them, Marguerite realized she was not so open-minded. They could act affectionately in public and be indifferent in private. She simply couldn't do that.

Slowly, she rose from her seat, grabbed her purse and walked out. Frederick watched her retreating figure, hesitated for a few moments, and then followed.

The weather wasn't very good that day. It was already summer and the rain was frequent.

The sky was a brooding grey, and it seemed like it could start raining at any moment.

Frederick packed some soup and porridge from a restaurant near the hospital for Yuna, while Marguerite waited in the car.

Seeing him come out with a bag of food containers, she felt disconnected between the man standing in front of her and the image of him in her mind.

He could have easily asked Chuck to do something as mundane as ordering food, but he chose to do it himself.

It was obvious - he was deeply in love with Yuna.

Marguerite felt a mix of emotions. Truth be told, she was sometimes jealous of Yuna.

She couldn't understand why Frederick loved Yuna so much. She lived with him day in and day out, and they were married, yet she had gained nothing.

It was not always true that you could get advantage because of a nice position.

Sometimes, she would have this sinister thought - if she took off her mask, would he feel even a little bit of affection for her?

But of course, it was just a fleeting thought.

Soon, they arrived at the hospital.

Frederick entered Yuna's ward, and Marguerite sat on the bench outside the room.

In her memory, Yuna was the epitome of a wolf in sheep's clothing. Her current frail and delicate demeanor made Marguerite feel nauseous.

Whether Frederick ended up feeding Yuna or not, Marguerite didn't know. But he was soon called out by the doctor.

As he passed by Marguerite, he gently touched her hair and softly instructed, "Don't wander off, don't make me worry."

His tenderness made Marguerite's skin crawl.

Yuna did have the ability of making a man let down his guard and be gentle, and Marguerite was even benefiting from her influence.

Marguerite weakly lifted her eyelids to look at him, her voice devoid of emotion, "Got it."

After he left, Marguerite felt particularly drained. Considering the dates, she had been pregnant for two months.

During this period, she ate a lot and slept a lot. Now, the sleepiness was creeping in again. Marguerite yawned, leaned against the wall, and closed her eyes for a nap.

However, before she could fall asleep, Yuna's shrill voice echoed from inside the room, "Marguerite, you bitch! Get in here now!"