NovelEnglishChapter 687
Of course, Marguerite knew what Frederick was hinting at the events of that fateful night.
In an instant, a long-buried sense of shresurfaced, compelling tears to fall uncontrollably from Marguerite's
eyes.
"I can't remember clearly... | just recall Zoe pressuringto spend twith a man named Hanley, but the
moment | entered, | regretted it. I... | was forced..."
"Didn't you get a good look at the man at all?"
Marguerite hunched over, her hands clutching her head as her elbows rested on her knees, tears dropping
steadily.
Her emotions were in turmoil; the mere thought of that night brought a mix of disgust and shame.
"Please, stop asking... It's the most painful memory | have, | really don't want to talk about it..."
No woman could easily recount such an experience without being deeply affected.
Seeing her intense reaction, waves of pain washed over Frederick, and he reluctantly dropped the subject.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut for sreason, whenever Marguerite mentioned that night, he couldn't help but remember his own one-
night stand.
Three years ago, the day they parted ways, when Miley told him Marguerite and Yuna were lookalikes, he was
desperate to find Marguerite, wanting to know if she was the one from that night.
But how could it be her?
Yuna had given him twins, and he had even done a paternity test with Hayes; the child was indeed his!
The woman before him was sobbing uncontrollably, her shoulders heaving up and down, a sight that deeply
unsettled Frederick.
He extended a sturdy arm towards her back, wanting to comfort her.
Yet, his conflicted feelings made him hesitate.
After a long silence, Frederick spoke again, his voice cold yet helpless:
"Marguerite, did you conspire with Maurice against me?"
Slowly straightening up, Marguerite took the tissue Frederick offered and dabbed
at her eyes.
With a deep sigh, she looked straight into Frederick's eyes, her honesty and forthrightness evident.
"I admit, my marriage to you was indeed orchestrated by Maurice from behind the scenes. There's no denying
that.
| cooperated with him solely because he promised to save my grandmother's life. But | never expected to fall for
you within just three months.
Believe it or not, | never revealed any of your secrets to him, nor did | disclose any company secrets.
He installed spyware on my phone without my knowledge."
A sharp look flashed in Frederick's eyes, his emotions too stirred to hide.
He hated that this truth ctoo late.
"Why didn't you explain when | cto the Winston Mansion looking for you?" "Explain? How could | explain to
you?
The moment | realized the child | was carrying belonged to Maurice, | knew we were doomed! What was the
point of explaining then?
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It's just sad how fate played us; after all this time, Maurice and Teresa had nothing to do with each other!"
The atmosphere in the car becunbearably tense.
Indeed.
How could he blMarguerite for not telling him?
Back then, she too was deceived by Maurice.
How could she have had the courage to reveal the truth?
Frederick took stto digest the news.
Finally, he calmed down, "What now? What's your plan?"
"I need to find evidence and confront Maurice, then leave with Teresa forever."
"I'll help you figure something out."
Frederick's gaze was downcast, his lashes veiling his emotions, making it impossible to gauge his feelings.
Marguerite hadn't expected him to still offer help. She lifted her face, her eyes glistening with hope.
Taking a deep breath, she mustered the courage to ask, "If Teresa turns out not to be Maurice's child, would you
consider starting over with me?"
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