Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

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Chapter 90

Marguerite stared in disbelief at Laverne, trembling and almost unable to articulate her words.“Granny,

what about me? Me!”

She was so impatient that her face turned bright red. Her wide eyes were filled with an urgent desire to

know more, leaving Laverne looking bewildered.

“What’s wrong with you? Aren’t you standing right here? I want to see my granddaughter. I want to see

Yuna.” Laverne spoke with a childlike stubbornness.

What?

Did Granny forget about her?

Laverne glanced at Marguerite with disgust, not caring how shocked she was. She scanned the room

and her gaze quickly landed on a corner of the room.

“Yuna? Come, come quickly. I knew you wouldn’t leave me while I’m sick, why are you hiding over

there. Hehe, my gazes are blurry, I didn’t see you, don’t be mad at me, come quickly.”

Seeing Yuna, Laverne immediately beamed, waving her hands at her incessantly.

Yuna looked lost. Zoe quickly nudged her, and she walked up, completely baffled.

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Finally at the bedside, Laverne grabbed Yuna’s hand. Her surprised expression carried a sense of

regained joy as she stared at Yuna without letting go.

“Yuna, I finally see you. I’ve missed you so much.”

Yuna was awkward, “Granny… I missed you too.”

The whole scene felt surreal to Marguerite, who stood there like a statue, staring blankly at the two of

them.

Chuck was also dumbfounded, looking at Frederick with confusion, “Mr. Winston, what’s happening?”

The man’s gaze slightly hardened, and he looked at Marguerite in a questioning and angry tone,

“What’s going on?”

What was going on?

Marguerite could only give a bitter smile.

She wanted to know more than anyone what was happening. Why did Granny forget about her the

moment she woke up?

Marguerite was so agitated that her chest heaved rapidly. She didn’t have time to respond to Frederick

and immediately rushed to Laverne’s bedside. She knelt on the ground. looking at Laverne with a

pitiable and helpless expression.

“Granny. Don’t you remember me? I’m Marguerite, your own granddaughter. I’m Marguerite.”

Laverne looked at Marguerite and then at Yuna. She quickly pulled her arm out of Yuna’s grasp,

appearing puzzled by Marguerite’s sudden actions.

“Who’s Marguerite? My granddaughter doesn’t look like you. I only have one granddaughter, and that’s

Yuna. Yuna is my granddaughter. My most beloved granddaughter.”

Hearing this, Marguerite felt completely defeated.

She slumped to the floor, overwhelmed by confusion. Her expression was darker than a cloudy day.

What on earth was happening?

Chuck quickly helped Marguerite up from the floor, looked at Laverne, and asked gently, “How many

granddaughters do you have?”

“One, her name is Yuna.”

Before Chuck could ask another question, Laverne started chattering away.

“My son is Ablett, my daughter–in–law is Zoe, they have a daughter named Yuna. I lived with Yuna in

Marina Shores Village when I was young, then they opened a casino in Stonebridge City.”

“What about Marguerite? Do you remember Marguerite? Do you remember Mr. Lockwood adopting a

child?”

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Laverne waved her hand dismissively, “Him adopting a child is his business, I’ve always lived with Yuna

in Marina Shores Village.”

Another bolt from the blue struck Marguerite, she leaned weakly against the wall, completely drained.

Grandma remembered everyone, except for Marguerite.

At first, Marguerite thought it was because she was wearing a mask and Granny couldn’t recognize her.

But it turned out that Granny had completely forgotten about her, even Marguerite’s name.

Chuck sighed, looking worried as he exchanged glances with Frederick.

He knew that Mr. Winston had always sided with Marguerite over Yuna’s words.

After all, lies can deceive, but subconscious actions can’t.

Marguerite’s care for Laverne was mostly genuine and unconscious expressions.

So in order to help Marguerite, Chuck tried to guide Laverne to remember. After all, patients who had

been in a coma for a long time often had short–term memory confusion when they woke up.

But now it was clear, Laverne was lucid and logical, not like someone who lost her memory at all.

In Laverne’s memory, there was no one named Marguerite.

Sigh! Marguerite, you’d better pray for yourself.

Chuck shook his head and stepped out, followed by Frederick’s suppressed and hurried voice.

“Marguerite, you really know how to lie. You better give me a reasonable

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