Chapter 5
Bride Behind The Mask
Hearing the news, Frederickâs face turned icy in an instant, his eyes as cold and dangerous as a cheetah lurking in the woods.
turne A fainted woman? Boy, was he pissed!
Who the hell had the nerve to set him up like this?
âMr. Winstonâ¦.â Yunaâs frail voice rang out, her eyes filled with hurt that would make anyoneâs heart ache, âYouâre married now⦠can I still become your wifeâ¦?â
Frederickâs gaze became indifferent, but when he looked at Yuna, his eyes were warm.
His large hand rested on her shoulder, gently comforting her. âI promised to marry you. The only woman to become my wife will be you. Wait for me to sort things out, then Iâll come for you. Go home and wait for me.â
Yuna was ecstatic, âOk, no matter how long, Iâll wait for you.â
So, Mr. Winston did love her, right? His voice was sb tender, his gaze so affectionate.
Then, Frederick dug out a necklace from his pocket, looped it around Yunaâs neck, and gently put it on her.
âDonât lose this necklace again. Iâve been looking for you for a long time.â
Yunaâs face changed instantly.
She knew that Frederick married her because of this necklace, the real owner of which was Marguerite.
She was filled with jealousy!
If she was the one who went to Regal Haven Hotel last night, she could have been with Mr. Winston, and then he would surely love her.
But it was too late to say all these now.
However, since Marguerite had changed her appearance and was unrecognizable, as long as she didnât return this necklace, she could still enjoy Mr. Winstonâs affection.
âCall a car for Yuna. Send her home.â Frederick said to his secretary.
âYes.â
After sending Yuna away, Frederickâs gaze sharpened.
He was going to find out who this woman he married really was!
Sapphire Valley Estates.
Two rows of servants stood neatly on the stone steps in front of the estate, bowing to the expensive Cullinan vehicle, âWelcome home, Mr.
Winston.â
Frederick alighted from the back seat, his aura so powerful it seemed like he was born to rule,.
The housemaid Sadie stepped forward, âMr. Winston, the lady just woke up, sheâs a bit⦠Sheâs lying in⦠your room.â
Frederick exuded an oppressive air as he strode towards the mansion, then suddenly stopped, âMy room?â
Sadie lowered her head timidly, âMr. Winston, the lady was holding your marriage certificate. I⦠I didnât dare to be negligentâ¦â
This statement seemed to hit a nerve in Frederick, he gritted his teeth, his gaze fiery, âHow did she get in?â
Sapphire Valley Estates was known for its tight security, with the topânotch security system worldwide.
Not even a fly could get in.
So, how did this woman manage to bypass the stringent security system and appear at the back door unscathed?
Chuck and Sadie followed closely behind, with Sadie hurriedly reporting to Frederick.
âMr. Winston, weâre not sure. I checked the surveillance, but the footage from two hours ago was deleted. We donât know who did it.â
They had reached the master bedroom by the end of their conversation.
Frederick pushed open the door, the petite woman on the bed was drowsily leaning against the headboard.
This was the brightest time of the day, tiny spots of light fell on the womanâs thin body.
The early spring temperature was still a bit chilly, but she was only wearing a washedâout grey sweatshirt, her soft hair only reaching down to her collarbone.
Her features were not striking, they could even be considered ordinary. But her eyes were sparkling with vitality, making her look like a cute doll.
Marguerite turned her head to see the newcomer, and froze.
This was her husband, Frederick?
He had deep, captivating features, a tear mole under his narrow eyes, adding a hint of mystery and sexiness to his noble demeanor.
The man walked over, but his pentâup anger couldnât burst out the moment he saw the womanâs eyes.
This woman, she gave him a natural sense of familiarity and warmth.
âHow did you get in?â
Marguerite replied frankly, âI have no clue, I just woke up here.â
âWho are you?â