Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 516

Manley had an epiphany, and his gaze locked seriously with Marguerite’s.

“No, you are not!” He finally replied.

Finally, Marguerite’s face broke into a satisfied smile. She reached out, ruffling Manley’s hair affectionately, her voice tender and

sweet.

“That’s my boy! Manley, you’re so bright and sensible. I bet you are everyone’s favorite little guy!”

Manley beamed with pride. His heart warmed, and suddenly Marguerite didn’t seem so intimidating after all.

In fact, she was kind, even more patient with him than Mommy had ever been!

There had been times when he’d upset Mommy, and she’d been quite harsh with him.

And she always threatened that if he wasn’t obedient, Daddy would grow cold, and he’d be cut off from the inheritance!

So, to keep Mommy happy, he did everything she asked, no questions asked!

But here he was, having just spoken ill of Aunt Marguerite, and instead of threatening him, she had patted his head and called him a smart, sensible child.

His confidence soared.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Feeling a pang of guilt, Manley tugged at Marguerite’s sleeve, mumbling bashfully, “I’m sorry, Auntie… I won’t say things like that again.”

Marguerite, with a generous look on her face, pinched Manley’s fleshy cheeks again, dotingly, “It’s okay, you’re too cute to stay mad at!” After saying this, she looked triumphantly at Frederick.

Frederick’s face showed a hint of embarrassment. He didn’t say anything, but he was secretly impressed.

He was surprised that Marguerite could smooth over a flaw in Manley’s personality that he himself had struggled with for so long. And he had to admit, there was a certain charm about Marguerite, a charm that made her likable to everyone.

Whether it was his mother, Robert, Manley, Hayes, or even Chuck, Marguerite had a way of winning their hearts.

And yet, why did he harbor such intense animosity for her??

Their relationship should never have become so strained.

Marguerite was unaware of the turmoil in Frederick’s heart. She stood up, faced him, and whispered, “When it comes to kids, you can’t go against the grain. you have to go with the flow. It works wonders.”

He responded with a noncommittal “Hmm.”

Marguerite then looked at Manley, who had sincerely apologized, and Teresa had forgiven him.

Now, the two little ones were competing to get Hayes a glass of water.

“Manley’s a good kid at heart. A three-year-old can only be so ‘bad.’ He listens to what people tell him, and his understanding of the world is shaped by those around him,” said Marguerite.

Frederick’s refined features tightened slightly. “Since when did the high-and-mighty Marguerite start insinuating things about

others?”

She didn’t deny it.

Frederick, shrewd as ever, knew she wasn’t alluding to just anyone; it was Yuna.

“It doesn’t bother me whatever Yuna says about me to Manley. But what I can’t fathom is why Hayes, her own child, is getting the same treatment as me? A mother, no matter how flawed or wicked, usually sees her child as her last line of defense. But clearly, Yuna doesn’t seem to regard Hayes as her child at all.”

Marguerite’s bewilderment echoed Frederick’s own

confusion.

If outsiders could sense Yuna’s animosity towards Hayes, how could he ignore it?

Something required his immediate attention.”

Frederick steadied himself, turned sharply on his heel, and exited the hospital room with Chuck.