Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite) novel Chapter 876

At some point, Marguerite’s tears had already begun to fall.

She wiped them away in a hurry, but when she looked up at Violet, her eyes were filled with unwavering resolve.

“Yes. I have to know the truth,” she said, her voice steady.

Marguerite couldn’t allow herself to stumble blindly through life any longer.

If there was even the faintest news about Frederick, she had to seize it with both hands.

The two women stared at each other—no shouting, no open conflict. Outwardly, everything seemed calm, but beneath the surface, invisible currents of unease swirled between them.

Violet studied Marguerite for a long time before finally taking her gently by the arm and leading her away from the watchful eyes of the security guards. Making sure no one else could overhear, Violet finally gave in and revealed the so-called truth.

“Marguerite, the photos on Silas’s phone—I’m the one who sent them to him.”

For a moment, Marguerite was frozen in shock.

She stared at Violet in disbelief, her lips trembling as if she couldn’t quite form the words.

“You… what did you just say?”

A tear slid down Violet’s cheek as she spoke, her voice tinged with resignation. “Marguerite, you never told me, but I always knew that Silas cared about you. The way he looked at you, the emotion he poured into every glance—it was obvious to me.”

“He asked if I’d ever met your lover. I said I had. Then he asked me for a photo of Mr. Winston. From that moment, I realized how much you meant to him.”

“But I loved him too. Even though he’d already betrayed our relationship, I still held back my own feelings—and started searching everywhere for a photo of Mr. Winston, just to help him.”

“Stupid, right? But for Silas, I’d do anything. So the photo you showed me—the one you’ve been holding onto—I bought it, paying more hackers than I can even remember.”

Violet’s heartfelt confession made Marguerite’s tears fall even harder, though she couldn’t say exactly what she was crying for.

Was she mourning the fact that she’d misjudged someone? Was she grieving for the pain she had caused Violet and Silas? Perhaps it was both.