Chapter 547
Bride Behind The Mask
Marguerite was groggy for a moment before the scene before her eyes started to come into focus.
She saw the worried face of Frederick looming over her, anxiety etched into his features. In that instant, a cloud of darkness seemed to engulf her entirely.
Her head was splitting, and she clutched at her temples while moaning, âI⦠I forgot itâ¦â
Her emotions had been a tangled mess, and the moment she hopped into the car and revved up the engine, the thought of fastening her seatbelt hadnât even crossed her mind.
Plus, the car was an old beater and hadnât been serviced in ages. When her car collided with the other, not even the airbags deployed.
âHow could you forget something that important? If I had arrived a second later, you wouldâve died, you get that?â Frederickâs voice was stern.
Marguerite felt wronged as she was scolded, but the throbbing pain in her head left her no room to argue back.
Chuck made a lap around Margueriteâs wrecked vehicle and then promptly reported to Frederick, âMr.
Winston, seems like the brake pads on Margueriteâs car are broke.â
How could brake pads just randomly break?
Frederickâs gaze lowered to the disheveled woman in his arms and asked, âHave you had any beef with anyone lately?â
Marguerite lifted her eyelids to meet his gaze, âYes.â
âWho?â
âYou and Yuna.â
Frederick was momentarily speechless, âIâm not joking around here!â
Marguerite puffed her cheeks, âNeither am I⦠My only enemies are you two, so if it wasnât you, it had to be herâ¦â
Chuck, standing off to the side, couldnât fathom how these two could bicker in the midst of such a crisis.
He quickly interjected, âMr. Winston, Iâve already called the DMV. Theyâll be here shortly to tow the car for a thorough inspection. Right now, we should rush Marguerite to the nearest hospital to get checked out.â
Marguerite, still not fully lucid, hadnât paid attention to the exchange between the men.
In the next moment, Frederick was whisking her away, hailing a cab with ease.
He held her close in his arms, and Marguerite, weak and powerless, leaned into his firm 08:57 chest.
His familiar scent enveloped her, his Adamâs apple gently brushing against the tip of her nose as he spoke, causing an itch to spread throughout her body.
She must have really rattled her brain because, in her delirious state, she cooed with a soft charm, âYou smell really good.â
Frederick stiffened, taking a moment before he could think of how to respond.
Marguerite snuggled closer unconsciously, tilting her face up, her cool lips brushing unintentionally against his neck.
Frederick clenched his teeth, fighting off the sudden urge that shot through his body, and managed a half-smile, âMarguerite, Iâll make sure we get the best neurologist to check out your head.â
Marguerite whined in his embrace, âNo matter how messed up my brain is, I wonât forget how deeply I love youâ¦â
Frederick was taken aback once more.
Why did it feel like this woman wasnât in a car accident but rather drunk?
âMarguerite,â he called her name gently.
âHmm?â Her eyes fluttered open, full of confusion.
âDo you even realize what youâre saying?â
Marguerite mumbled, âDid Iâ¦say something just now?â
Frederick sighed, a hint of amusement curling his lips despite his silence.
He reached out to pat her head, soothing her in a tone one would use with a child, âRest now.â
âOkayâ¦â
Before long, they arrived at the hospital. The doctor conducted a comprehensive checkup on Marguerite. Aside from a minor concussion, there were no other injuries, He picked her up again, and by now, Marguerite was more aware. Feeling uncomfortable in his arms, she awkwardly suggested, âMy legs are fine. Maybe you can put me down now?â
Frederick looked down at her flushed cheeks and couldnât help but find the situation amusing.
Was she feeling shy now?
Did she have any idea how fearlessly she had confessed to him just moments ago?
His gaze lifted as he asked, âDo you remember what you told me earlier?â
Marguerite blinked, her mind straining for a recollection before she blurted out, âThat you and Yuna are my enemies.â