Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 864

At that moment, the fog in Cresthaven was growing thicker, shrouding the town in a heavy, gray gloom.

Marguerite’s heart was pounding with urgency—she couldn’t wait another second to find Frederick and finally reveal the truth.

But it was rush hour, and visibility on the road was nearly zero thanks to the dense mist.

She didn’t dare speed up. After everything she’d been through, she valued her life far more than any fleeting moment of impatience.

After all, only the living have hope for the future—she couldn’t let anything happen to her now.

She had to stand before Frederick, safe and whole, look him in the eye, and tell him, *I am your wife.*

She needed to know what really happened that night, six months ago.

Why had he shot Teresa? Why had he signed the wafer technology contract?

Marguerite didn’t care whether he remembered their past. If he’d lost his memory, she’d find the world’s best doctors to help him recover. There were always more solutions than obstacles.

The more she thought about it, the more desperate she became.

While waiting at a red light, Marguerite’s gaze flicked to the GPS and spotted a shortcut.

If she took the side road, she could dodge the rush hour traffic and save precious time.

As soon as the light turned green, she started the car again.

But suddenly, a car behind her lurched forward and slammed straight into her rear bumper.

With a sickening crunch, Marguerite’s engine died on the spot.

The other driver had hit her hard and fast; the impact snapped her head back with brutal force.

Dazed and reeling, she barely had time to process what was happening before a rough hand yanked her from the car by her collar.

The next thing she felt was a sharp, stinging slap across her face.

For a moment, Marguerite’s cheek burned so fiercely she forgot to fight back.