Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

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Chapter 228

Marguerite was taken aback.

But on second thought, it wasn’t an unreasonable request.

Everyone has their moments of sorrow, and it’s natural to seek a comforting embrace during those times,

regardless of the emotional Implications.

Marguerite bit her lip, shuffling gingerly towards him. Before she got within arm’s reach, his long arm looped

around her waist, pulling her close.

Marguerite stood, while Frederick sat, his head burled in her waist, his breathing deep and heavy.

His warm breath enveloped her stomach, a comforting sensation, but Marguerite knew that Frederick was far from

comforted.

Feeling somewhat helpless, she could only stroke his hair gently, her voice shaky as she murmured, “You can’t fall

apart. If you do, Jocelyn won’t have anyone to protect her.”

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Marguerite had faith in Frederick’s strength, but she was terrified that he might crumble.

His loss of smell, a vulnerability he had always kept hidden, was now common knowledge, and even a subject of

mockery. Marguerite couldn’t believe that it didn’t affect him.

Meanwhile, the arm around her waist tightened, making it harder for Marguerite to breathe and her thoughts to

scatter.

To Frederick, this embrace may have been a simple act of comfort.

But for Marguerite, it wasn’t that simple.

She had to admit, she enjoyed the feeling of being needed by a man. Because it was in these moments that she

truly felt like his wife.

Marguerite chided herself for her greed, but the thought of their inevitable divorce stirred a complex mix of

emotions within her.

She knew all too well that for her, love was a luxury.

She had been starved of love from a young age, and when she finally fell in love, she wished to give her all.

But why did she have to fall for a man with whom she had no future?

As Marguerite thought about this, she felt tears welling up in her eyes. It was at this moment that Jocelyn walked in.

Marguerite froze, instinctively pushing Frederick away. She turned to Jocelyn, stammering as she tried to explain,

“Well Jocelyn, we…”

She had promised Jocelyn that she would divorce Frederick, and now she was in his arms. She was afraid of

upsetting Jocelyn.

But she was at a loss for words to explain the situation.

Frederick got up from the bed and headed towards the door, saying, “I’ll leave first.”

Jocelyn quickly asked, “Where are you going? I’ll go with you!”

“I’m going back to the office. I have to fix what happened.” Frederick paused at the door, looking back at

Marguerite, “Come with me.”

Marguerite was taken aback.

His determination to resolve the issue was a good sign.

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Marguerite quickly followed Frederick, but Jocelyn grabbed her arm, “Wait, I have something to say to Marguerite.”

Marguerite thought Jocelyn was going to bring up the embrace, and when Frederick left, she was a bundle of

nerves.

Even though she felt extremely guilty, she had to lie to reassure Jocelyn, “Jocelyn, it’s not what you think. I hugged

him because…

“Marguerite, you don’t have to explain,” Jocelyn interrupted, patting her sweaty hand, “I just wanted to thank you

and apologize to you formally. Will you hate me for separating you and Frederick?”

Marguerite felt a buzzing in her head, a sense of lightheadedness, her vision blurred.

This wasn’t Jocelyn’s fault.

Frederick didn’t love her.

Marguerite shook her head, her voice shaky as she said, “Jocelyn, our divorce has nothing to do with you. We were

going to divorce anyway. whether you came to me or not. So you shouldn’t feel guilty, and you should rest assured,

I will keep my promise.”

Having said that, Marguerite managed a weak smile, giving Jocelyn’s hand a reassuring squeeze, as though

comforting her.

She then quickly excused herself, leaving Jocelyn standing at the door, watching Marguerite get on the elevator. As

she watched Marguerite’s stubborn silhouette, Jocelyn’s once firm resolve started to waver.

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