Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite) novel Chapter 828

Robert leaned in close to Marguerite’s ear. “Miley’s pregnant,” he whispered, his voice barely containing his excitement.

Marguerite blinked, momentarily stunned. “What did you say?”

“She’s pregnant!” Robert repeated, grinning ear to ear. “You’re going to be an aunt!”

Marguerite couldn’t help but raise her voice in delight. “That’s fantastic news! Why keep it a secret? Mom! Oh—”

Just as she was about to call out to Penelope, Robert quickly clapped a hand over her mouth.

With a sheepish grin to the room, he grabbed Marguerite by the collar and steered her into the bedroom.

“What’s the big idea, bro?” Marguerite asked, thoroughly confused.

Robert shut the door firmly. “Keep it down! We can’t tell anyone yet. It’s early days, only a few weeks in, so we need to wait three months before announcing.”

Marguerite nodded, understanding dawning on her. That first trimester was always a cautious time.

“So, are you two planning to have the baby before the wedding?” she asked once she’d calmed down from her initial excitement.

“That’s the plan for now, but you have to keep this under wraps, okay?” Robert stressed.

“Got it,” Marguerite nodded seriously.

Feeling relieved, Robert was about to leave when Marguerite suddenly remembered something. “Hey, do you know any good neurologists?”

“A neurologist? I might. Why do you need one?” Robert asked, turning back to her.

“Don’t worry about it. Just give me their contacts.” Marguerite held out her hand expectantly.

Robert swatted her hand away, giving her a scrutinizing look. “Tell me what’s going on first.”

“But I don’t know any other therapists!” Marguerite said, tugging at Robert’s arm, her voice tinged with a playful whine.

Robert was both surprised and delighted by her tone. Ever since the incident six months ago, Marguerite had been subdued and rarely smiled, let alone acted playful.

Her sudden shift in demeanor was unexpected, and it softened Robert’s resolve. But with Miley needing his attention, he couldn’t commit. Then an idea struck him. “You could talk to my colleague.”

“Colleague? Who’s that?”

“Stella.”

“Stella’s in Stonebridge City, right?” Marguerite furrowed her brow. “Don’t tell me she’s followed you all the way to Cresthaven.”

Robert sighed, slightly exasperated. “Yep. Maybe if you chat with her, it’ll keep her busy and off my back for a while.”