Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 341

Frederick's retort made Yuna feel especially guilty.

Everything she had done to Hayes was solely out of her resentment towards Marguerite, retaliating indirectly by punishing her child. She wished nothing more than for this little brat Hayes to disappear from this world forever!

But as everyone deemed her to be Hayes' mother, she couldn't outright hurt him. So, she had to use her motherly facade to punish Hayes, justifying it as "discipline."

But when looking at the big picture, connecting all her actions towards Hayes, her claim of "discipline" was hard to substantiate.

Seeing that Frederick was about to discover her intentions, Yuna quickly played her emotional card, “Freddie, Hayes is my own flesh and blood, I love him more than anyone else!”

“Hayes has had multiple instances of stomach cramps. Do you know about this? Have you ever told me?”

Yuna was taken aback, her eyes suddenly brimming with tears, feigning a look of surprise.

“Hayes has stomach cramps? I... I had no idea! Oh my god, why didn't he say anything!” Tears finally cascaded down her face. She wiped them, whimpering, “It's all my fault! I neglected Hayes. I had to focus more on Manley because he was frail. I thought... I thought Hayes understood my predicament...”

“He’s a three-year-old kid, what do you expect him to understand, Yuna? If you continue to be biased like this, don't blame me for kicking you out! This is my final warning.” Frederick's voice was devoid of emotion, yet it was filled with absolute authority. Yuna said nothing, but cried and nodded, seemingly giving her consent. But the more Frederick watched her, the more displeased he became, and the more regretful he felt.

He regretted leaving his children in Yuna's care during those years in Vespera. If he had hired a nanny earlier, none of this would have happened!

It was too late for regrets now. But, he would do everything in his power to make up for Hayes.

Meanwhile, he hoped that little Teresa, as Chuck had said, would be able to heal Hayes' inner wounds.

The following day, at the Royal Elite Kindergarten.

Hayes' stomach condition had just improved, and he was eager to go to kindergarten.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Teresa resting her chin on her hands, her face filled with anticipation. The two children locked eyes, their gazes instantly brightening.

“Little Mute! I've missed you!” Teresa's voice was as clear and melodious as a bell.

With that, she ran off towards the corner of the playground, used the wall to gain momentum, and vaulted over it with ease.

Half an hour later, The Atlas Private Hospital.

She had initially wanted to go to Stonebridge Memorial Hospital, but remembering that it was filled with her dad's former colleagues, she had to settle for a random private hospital.

She was lingering in the lab, unsure of who to approach.

Just then, a nurse appeared behind Teresa, gently asking, “Little girl, who are you looking for?”

Teresa turned around, her round eyes staring at the nurse, her innocent demeanor melting the nurse's heart, “Pretty lady, can you help me?”

Teresa was sweet-talking the nurse, who instantly agreed, "Of course, what do you need help with?”

Teresa held out the tissue containing the hair with one hand, while with the other, she yanked out a hair of her, and said in her baby voice, “I need a paternity test!”