Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite) novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43 

Frederick was downright flabbergasted. 

Marguerite Lockwood and Yuna Lockwood. 

They shared the same last name, but looked nothing alike. 

How on earth could they be sisters? 

Frederick’s face was a picture of astonishment. “What did you just say?” 

Yuna took a deep breath, her sorrow was so deep that her shoulders shook uncontrollably. “Frederick, Marguerite was adopted by my parents and she was my foster sister. Although we didn’t share a drop of blood, I treated her like my own sister. Whatever she wanted, she got it. I did everything an elder sister should do! But ever since she arrived, I lost the favor from the family. My parents no longer favored me, even relatives and friends began to dislike me. Despite my best efforts to please everyone, nothing I did could match up to Marguerite. Seeing my plight, my grandma took me to the countryside. I don’t know what happened next. By the time my parents found me, Marguerite was no longer with us. Later, my mom told me that Marguerite was so loved because she was a smooth talker, and she was especially good at playing innocent. She spread lots of nasty rumors about me when we were kids. They believed her, thinking kids wouldn’t lie. That’s when I realized Marguerite had stolen everything from me! She took the love my parents had for me, and even my rightful glory. Now, she’s your wife. Frederick, you’re my boyfriend! You are the man I love the most! I can overlook everything she’s done before, but I can’t stomach you becoming her husband!” 

Marguerite was actually the adopted daughter of the Lockwood family. 

This fact completely blindsided Frederick. 

Yuna clung tightly to his legs as if afraid he’d leave. 

Her tears had dried up, leaving only sobs, making her look pitiful and helpless. 

Gripping his umbrella tightly, Frederick crouched down and sheltered Yuna under it. 

“Even so, you can’t just abuse her like that. Illegal confinement and excessive humiliation are crimes, you know?” 

Upon hearing this, Yuna tightly clung to Frederick’s arm, shaking her head as she cried. 

“No, Frederick, we didn’t confine her, and we certainly didn’t hit her! My parents called her back home to have a serious talk, to stop her from affecting you. But she not only refused to listen, but also threatened that as long as she doesn’t divorce, I can never marry you. My parents were angry and just wanted to teach her a lesson. They took her back to Marina Shores Village, so that she could reflect on her actions. But we never hit her. We even argued carefully, afraid of provoking her. Moreover, my dad left her some money to take care of herself. But when you said you found her in a warehouse yesterday, I was shocked. We never took her to any warehouse! Frederick, she was once part of our family. She used to be my sister! We couldn’t bear to hurt her!” 

Frederick’s gaze hardened, staring at her intently. “You really didn’t hurt her. Is that true?” 

Yuna nodded vigorously. “We didn’t hit her! Freddie, if you don’t believe it, you can check! I didn’t do anything wrong, and I’m not afraid of being investigated!” 

Before she came, her parents had bribed everyone in Marina Shores Village who had connections with Marguerite, reaching a unanimous agreement. So all the information Frederick could find would be in Yuna’s favor. 

After saying this, Yuna gazed at the man pathetically. 

His expression was complex, but the determination in his eyes seemed to suggest that he believed Yuna’s words. 

Yuna bit her lip gently, squeezing out a few tears. 

“Freddie, Marguerite stole everything from me, and I really don’t want to apologize to her. It doesn’t matter how she sees me or slanders me in front of you, I only care about you.”