Chapter 133

Frederick took a good look at Marguerite.

Seeing her frail body, her hands with skin peeling off tightly clutching her long skirt, revealing a pair of blurred and dirty feet.

The man’s gaze paused, his heart skipped a beat.

Oh, this is bad!

How did this woman end up like this?

No doubt, Frederick felt bad for her.

But his sympathy lasted only for two seconds before he forcibly suppressed it.

He said to himself, “Frederick, haven’t you realized it? Isn’t this woman just trying to arouse your protective instincts with her pitiful appearance? But in reality, she’s cunning and manipulative. What’s more, she’s carrying another man’s child without your knowledge. Do you really want to continue being fooled by her?”

Frederick gritted his teeth, his temple veins throbbing violently, “What’s the matter, can’t speak all of a sudden?”

Marguerite shook her head, “No… it’s not like that. I just… don’t know where to start.”

Frederick had misjudged her many times, but each time Marguerite chose to remain silent, quietly bearing all the accusations.

Back then, she was proud and stubborn, always thinking that if the other party didn’t believe her, any explanation would be useless.

She was unwilling to bow her head and beg others to believe her.

However, when she actually wanted to explain something, she became speechless.

She had borne so many accusations, in front of Frederick, she was a completely disgraced woman.

Oh my god!

How should she speak to make Frederick believe her?

“Hmm, don’t know where to start?” The man arrogantly descended from the spiral staircase, step by step approaching Marguerite, then harshly grabbed her neck.

Marguerite’s throat suddenly tightened, she couldn’t breathe.

“Of course you don’t know where to start because you’re carrying someone else’s child. That’s a fact.

What excuse do you plan to use now?”

Tears welled up in Marguerite’s big eyes, “It was my fault, but I am also a victim. Frederick, the child was an accident, I… I was forced…”

Her voice got weaker and weaker towards the end.

That was the past she least wanted to remember, and the humiliation she least wanted to accept.

Frederick seemed to have heard a very funny joke, asking, “Forced? So you’re saying you were raped?”

She bit her lip, tears filled her eyes again.

She sat upright, too pained to speak, could only nod her head with deep humiliation.

“Rape?” Frederick uttered the word softly, suddenly laughed, his eyes full of mockery when he looked at Marguerite, “Marguerite, take a good look at yourself.”

Marguerite’s tearful eyes suddenly widened, “You… what do you mean?”

“Your lie is too clumsy, nobody would want to rape you.”

In an instant, humiliation, doubt, and pain engulfed Marguerite.

He didn’t say anything too harsh, but Marguerite felt his words were extremely unpleasant.

He said, “Nobody would want to rape you.”

Are there any words more repulsive than that?

“Frederick, do you have to say such disgusting words?” Marguerite cried out, her emotions so stirred up that her belly began to hurt.

Suddenly, a hint of pain flashed in Frederick’s eyes.

“I just said some unpleasant words and you can’t take it? Marguerite, what I’ve done is nothing compared to you.”

Frederick withdrew his hand with disgust, his impatient expression as if touching her one more time would be repulsive.

Marguerite suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground.

At that moment, Marguerite had lost the desire to explain.

Frederick had humiliated her so much, why should she still apologize to him in a humble manner?

Marguerite casually wiped her eyes. Her stomach was churning, she couldn’t control it and started vomiting.

The sound of her vomiting fueled Frederick’s anger, making her vomiting look even more offensive, Every word and action of hers seemed to remind him that he was betrayed by an ugly woman.

This is utterly ridiculous!

“Chuck!” Frederick turned around. “Throw her out!”

Throw… throw her out?

Although Chuck felt Marguerite had done too much, it didn’t seem quite right to just throw a pregnant woman out like this.

He stood there, not knowing what to do.

“Did you hear me? I said, throw her out!” The man’s angry voice rang out again.

Chuck stood there, caught in a dilemma.

But seeing Mr. Winston’s furious eyes, he could only hesitantly step forward, sighing, “Ms. Lockwood, I’m sorry.”

But before Chuck could touch Marguerite, she fiercely resisted, pushing him away with force. Her voice was tearful but firm.

“Don’t touch me! I can leave on my own!”