Bride Behind The Mask Novel by (Frederick and Mr. Winston) - Season 3 Episode 81

Ten minutes later, the funeral commenced on schedule.

A few workers gently lowered Leveme’s crystal coffin into the grave, carefully arranging the mementos on top of

the casket lid

The officiant mumbled words that Marguerite couldn’t understand, but she knew they were wishes of goodwill

towards her grandmother

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn’t let them fall freely.

Yuna, on the other hand, was sobbing uncontrollably. She knelt on the grass, her cries piercing and shrill.

Frederick stayed by Marguente’s side, his arm comforting around her shoulders, whispering. “If you need to cry, it’s

okay to let it out.”

Marguente shook her head, a determined smile on her lips, “I can’t cry Grandmother didn’t like seeing me cry. Look

how sunny it is today, she loved sunbathing I believe heaven must be even more beautiful than here.”

Touched by her optimism, Frederick’s hand gently soothed her shoulders

Meanwhile, Yuna watched enviously from the ground, her face distorted with jealousy

She consoled herself, thinking Frederick was simply pitying Marguerite.

Tonight, he was going to confess his love to her, not Marguente.

The funeral ended quickly, and guests began to disperse. Marguerite took off the gardenia from her chest and

placed it on her grandmother’s tombstone

Looking at her grandmother’s smiling picture, Marguerite couldn’t help but smile too, “Grandma, I picked this

gardenia for you from the hill behind our house this moming. You always said you preferred the countryside to the

city and were disappointed the gardenias hadn’t bloomed yet.

This year, they did bloom late But, do you know why? Because they were waiting to bloom especially for you

You go ahead to heaven and scout out the place, but don’t have too much fun without me. When my time comes,

I’ll need you to meet me at the gates.”

Marguente’s words were simple but heartfelt, leaving Miley in tears.

Robert comforted her, holding her closely and cleaning her tears.

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But Marguerite’s expression remained calm, just like her words.

As she stood up, Miley quickly pushed Robert away, and Marguente said softly. “Let’s go.”

They made their way to the parking lot, with Robert and Miley in some secret conversation.

When they reached the entrance, Frederick wanted to check the confession site one last time and decided to send

Marguente home first.

He turned to her, “You go home and rest. I’ll get in touch later.”

Marguerite thought Frederick was going to confess his feelings to Yuna, so she nodded without saying much

“All the black business cars in the parking lot belong to my bodyguards. You can get into any of them, they’ll take

you back to the Manor

Marguerite obediently nodded again, turned to Miley, and asked, “Do you want to come with me?”

Miley glanced guiltily at Robert and quickly refused, “No, no, I drove here. Let me know when you get home!”

After all, she needed to tell Robert about Marguerite’s secret, and it wouldn’t be right to do so in front of her.

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Unsuspecting, Marguerite walked alone to the parking lot and got into the last Mercedes–Benz business car.

Everyone was so engrossed in their conversation, they didn’t notice a handsome man dressed in a black velvet suit

carrying a bouquet of white roses and a bottle of premium sparkling wine approaching the grave.

He gently placed the flowers in front of Laverne’s tombstone, then pulled out two wine glasses from his pocket,

filling each one.

He poured one glass onto the tombstone, and downed the other in one gulp

His expression solemn, he held the empty glass and murmured, “Madam, may you rest in peace.”

Then, he look out his phone and dialed Marguerite’s number.

She answered almost immediately. “Steven?”

His eyes remained fixed on Laverne’s smiling face in the picture, “Marguerite, do you have a moment? I need to

see you. There’s something I need to tell you” “Sure, should I meet you at the hospital?”

“Okay.”

Marguerite quickly hung up the call and told the driver, “Sir, could you please turn around and head to Stonebridge

Memonal Hospital?”