Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 25

"My true face? You guys have already made my life hell, what true face do I still have?" Marguerite thought to herself, a pang of sorrow in her heart.

She was the child of Zoe and Ablett too, but why was her life so damn hard? When she and her grandma were homeless and living on the streets, no one was willing to lend a hand.

She was done being the punching bag of this family. She was going to protect her dignity her way, "You wouldn't want Frederick to know about our relation, would you?"

Yuna had vehemently denied knowing her earlier, for reasons unknown. But Marguerite was sure that the truth about her and Yuna would be a big blow to whatever's going on between Yuna and Frederick.

Yuna, hearing this, was clearly rattled, gritting her teeth so hard it's like she wanted to rip Marguerite's mouth off.

"Marguerite, you've got some nerve! But do you think I'm scared? You just slept with a man few days ago, and now you're Frederick's wife. If he finds out, you'll be in deep shit!”

Marguerite showed no fear, "Then go tell him!"

She had no ties to Frederick, she had nothing to fear.

Seeing that Marguerite wasn’t falling for her bait, Yuna's eyes darkened.

"I'll tell him, of course. But do you think I'll just let it slide? Believe it or not, I can unplug your grandma's ventilator this afternoon. If I can't live well, neither can you or that old hag!"

Hatred was a knife, and it stabbed right into Marguerite’s heart.

"Yuna, are you even human? She's your grandma too!"

"My grandma? I never acknowledged that old hag as my grandma! She's so filthy, I can't even stand looking at her. Only a low-life like you would treasure her!"

She had to become strong as soon as possible. She wouldn't let her grandma be in danger, she just wouldn't!

As Marguerite thought, the pain on her cheek made her facial muscles twitch uncontrollably.

She realized her mask had loosened, so she went to the vanity to fix it.

But just as she took off the mask, Frederick, who had heard the commotion, barged into the room.

Marguerite was startled, she instinctively covered her face, but it was too late.

The man at the door had already seen her face through the vanity mirror...