Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite) novel Chapter 880

Teresa paused, unwilling to give up. “How do you know he won’t help us? How can you be sure if we don’t at least try?”

“Sky Eagle’s got a real attitude,” Hayes replied. “He never takes jobs from anyone, and nobody dares to even ask.”

Teresa’s expression was a mix of confusion and disappointment. She bit her lip, clearly frustrated.

Hayes looked just as crestfallen when he finished speaking. The two children turned away in unison, resting their chins in their hands, faces serious well beyond their years.

If Sky Eagle wouldn’t help, their only hope was Little Mute now.

Hopefully, he really could recreate the USB drive.

“Oh, right—Little Mute, I just thought of something,” Teresa piped up.

Hayes turned to her. “What is it?”

“Even if we fix the microchip and Dad’s headaches stop, he still won’t remember the past. He won’t know that Mom is his wife.”

Hayes’ hopeful expression faded. “Dad’s amnesia… I really don’t know what to do about it. The only thing I can think of is for us to play matchmaker behind the scenes—maybe if we keep bringing them together, it’ll jog his memory.”

The idea instantly excited Teresa. She’d wanted to do exactly that for ages.

Now that she had Little Mute on her side, she felt a lot more confident about pulling it off.

But suddenly, she thought of Maurice—how he’d once pointed a gun at her, how he’d kidnapped her and used her as leverage.

So, the little girl waved her hands anxiously. “We can’t! If Maurice finds out, it’ll be dangerous.”

Hayes gently took Teresa’s hand, his gaze surprisingly firm for someone so young. “Maurice took a bullet for Mom yesterday. He won’t recover that quickly. We have to make the most of this time!”

“Is Mom okay?” Teresa asked, breathless.

“She’s fine,” Hayes reassured her.

Teresa’s cheeks flushed with excitement. “That’s great! Serves Maurice right! Little Mute, I guess that means we’re trading secrets now. But I can’t reveal myself to Mom just yet—you have to promise to keep this between us! Manley isn’t allowed to say a word either!”

Hayes nodded solemnly and sealed the pact with a high-five.

He looked her straight in the eye, then suddenly put his hands on Teresa’s shoulders, worried. “Teresa, is that everything? You’re not keeping anything from me, are you?”