Bride Behind The Mask Novel by (Frederick and Mr. Winston) - Season 4 Episode 13

Of course, Teresa didn’t know just how difficult it was for Hayes to speak, but his words made her blush.

With her crimson cheeks, she turned her head away in embarrassment, muttering under her breath, “Why do you

speak in such a staccato manner? Never mind, I’ll accompany you to the playground!”

Teresa took Hayes to a corner of the playground where the two of them sat on the cool rubber track, their legs

stretched out straight.

”

Hayes couldn’t wait to take out his iPad from his backpack, his fingers dancing across the screen

He quickly typed in his dad’s phone number, temporarily jamming his phone signal.

Teresa was bewildered, her innocent eyes filled with question marks, “What’s this? The number you just typed, was

that a phone number?” Hayes nodded, then brought up the digital keyboard on the iPad and pushed it towards

Teresa.

Teresa blinked, “You want me to input my phone number?”

Hayes shook his head.

Teresa asked again, “My mom’s?”

Hayes nodded.

Teresa, filled with suspicion, typed in her mom’s phone number. Hayes busied himself with the iPad for a moment,

and soon a line of text appeared on

the screen=

[“All signals from this phone have been temporarily blocked. Will be lifted in three hours.“]

Teresa’s eyes widened in surprise. Could this be the famed hacking technique?

Who would have thought that Hayes, unassuming as he was, had such skills!

She immediately admired Hayes to the point of prostration and hugged him joyfully, praising him unabashedly.

“You’re so clever, little mute! Can you help me block my mom’s phone signal when we have parent meetings?”

Hayes nodded his head in Teresa’s embrace. Teresa then cupped Hayes‘ face and said in a childish voice, “Little

mute, you should try to speak more. okay? You look so pitiful when you don’t speak, it breaks my heart.”

Hayes pouted, his eyes moistened and a tear trickled down his cheek

Hayes cried

His tears made Teresa feel a strange ache in her heart, and she hurriedly wiped his tears in a flustered manner,

“What happened, little mute? Were you bullied? I’ll protect you from now on, okay?”

Hayes sniffled, his eyes red as he nodded fervently

Finally, someone was going to protect him…

Meanwhile, at LuxeScents International

Just as Marguerite walked into the office, Maurice’s reproachful reprimand canle flying at her, “Why arent you

answering your phone? I was about to call the police!”

Maurice’s voice was harsh and vicious, yet it was underlined with worry

Marguerite took out her phone in annoyance, seeing no missed calls.

“Maurice, can you stop being so dramatic?““>

Maurice’s deep blue eyes fixed on her, “Where the hell have you been?”

“None of your business”

Maurice stepped forward, gripping Marguerite’s pale wrist tightly. “Are you going to tell me?”

Marguerite felt a bit dizzy Truth be told, her life with Maurice for the past three years had been smooth and

uneventful, they had hardly ever quarreled Maurice was the calculating type, a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Even when Marguerite had been furious with him several times, he never showed it outwardly, instead choosing to

retaliate in his own way. For example, using the whereabouts of their son as leverage

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This time, Marguerite felt his emotional turmoil for the first time, and she realized that he was truly angry.

Therefore, the silent stand–off didrit last long.

Marguerite looked at him, finally responding, 7 went to Sapphire Valley Estates!

Hearing her answer, Maurice slowly let go of Marguerite, turned and walked towards the floor–to–celling windows,

standing in silence with his hands in his pockets.

His back was to her, preventing Marguerite from seeing his expression.

Marguerite knew that Maurice must be furious. But so what?

She had gone to the Sapphire Valley Estates, she wanted to see Frederick, and she saw no need to lie to Maurice.

She had never cared about Maurice’s feelings.

However, the words that Maurice said next forced Marguerite to care, it was hard to ignore.

She saw Maurice turn around after a moment of silence, his gaze serious as he looked at her, “Marguerite, let’s get

married”

“You’re toast! When your parents find out, you’re going to get a spanking!”

Teresa frowned, shot a glare at Manley, and protectively pulled Hayes away

The moment the two kids stepped into Miss Trunchbull’s office, a furious voice rang out,

“First day of school an

e it out on you”

With a bright smile, Teresa waved at Hayes, “I’m leaving, bye!”

As she said this, she climbed onto a stool and prepared to escape through the window.

Watching Teresa’s retreating figure, Hayes felt a strange turmoil. He had never had someone his age speak to him

so directly and show concern for him.

Teresa was about to leap from the window, her balance shaky and precarious.

Hayes‘ heart leapt, and before he knew it, he blurted out, “Be careful!”

He darted towards her, his hands raised as if to catch her.

Teresa paused, turning to look at Hayes, “Oh, so you can speak. You’re not muter

Hayes was stunned. He had just… spoken? He could speak again!

Teresa excitedly extended her arm towards him, “So, do you want to leave with me? I can protect you!”

Hayes knew, subconsciously, that escaping through the window was wrong. If his mom found out, she would surely

spank him. Bud already fighting What do you thing you are doing? Get your father on the phone!”

Teresa was startled and stuttered. He didn’t hit me, and I didn’t hit him”

The woman’s anger turned towards Teresa, Teresa Winston, shut up! So young and already forming cliques at

school? This is outrageous! Call your mother too!”

For the kids, a parent being called to school was a big deal.

Teresa fell silent, adopting Hayes‘ apologetic posture and hanging her head low

The office fell into silence as Miss Trunchbull slammed her office phone onto the table, “Who started it?”

Both kids remained silent. Just then, another teacher ran in to call Miss Trunchbull for a meeting Before she left, she

shot a stern glance at the two, “Hayes Winston, call your father Teresa, call your mother. When I return from the

meeting, I want to see your parents here. No dawdling!”