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Chapter 460
Chapter 460
Chapter 460
Despite Yuna’s words, Frederick didn’t show any sign of letting go.
Marguerite watched as Frederick’s face grew paler, a fine sheen of sweat breaking out on his forehead, and even the white dress shirt under his suit was stained with traces of blood.
Oh no! He’s aggravated his wound again!
At this rate, he was going to work himself into an early grave!
Marguerite stepped forward, grasping Frederick’s wrist and pushed him away with some effort.
“Come on, what do you expect to get out of her by pressing like this?”
Frederick’s gaze was intense, “Since when is it your place to tell me what to do?”
Marguerite moved closer, lifting her chin and lowering her voice, “Do you think I want to meddle? You’re hurt, and I’ll have to explain it to Hayes when we get back!”
The mention of Hayes seemed to melt a fraction of the ice in Frederick’s stern demeanor. He shot Yuna a venomous look before turning to give an order to the doctor, “Take him back and make sure he’s cared for. The moment he shows signs of waking up, report to me immediately!”
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Then he turned to Chuck, his eyes holding a hellish ferocity, as he lowered his voice, “Look into everything that happened three years ago, when Yuna was secluded on that island during her pregnancy!”
“Yes, Mr. Winston!”
After issuing these commands, Frederick strode straight toward the Maybach parked at the door of the confinement room.
Yuna hurried to follow, seemingly trying to explain something.
But Frederick turned around, his cold gaze pressing down the atmosphere to its breaking point, “Stay away from me until the truth comes out.”
Despite being accustomed to Frederick’s coldness and disregard, Yuna had never seen him this angry. Her palms were sweating, heart pounding, her mind a blank slate. But when she saw Marguerite carrying a bag and getting into the car with Frederick, jealousy surged within her.
Damn it! Why does that wench Marguerite get to go with Freddie?
It was she who had abandoned Freddie, while Yuna had stood by him through the hardest times!
Why did Marguerite get to reap all the benefits? Why did she get to succeed without effort?
Why?!
No! She wouldn’t lose to Marguerite !
The title of Mrs. Winston could only belong to her, and no one could snatch it away!
In the car, the moment Marguerite sat in the passenger seat, she met Frederick’s piercing gaze and, inexplicably, felt a flutter of panic.
Quickly, she shook the bag in her hand and explained, “I’ve got some first aid supplies from the doctor. After all, you’ve been shot, and last night I only managed a quick fix without proper medication. Why don’t you take off your shirt? I can help apply the medicine for you.”
Frederick’s eyes, narrow and sharp, fixed on her unwaveringly.
It was strange.
His rage should have been as all–consuming as a wildfire, ready to devour everyone present.
Yet here was this woman, fearlessly charging into his blaze, stubborn and defiant.
A flicker of warmth crossed his heart as he pondered this, though he kept silent, leaving Marguerite in an awkward state.
Feeling defeated, she reached for the door, intending to leave with dignity, “I’ll go find Chuck to help you with the medication.”
“Come back.”
Marguerite paused, confused, and turned back only to see Frederick had already undone his buttons, revealing his solid chest.