Bride Behind The Mask

Chapter 302

The buy was short, just a tad taller than the windowell

Dressed in a black long, down coat, his noggin was covered with the hood of the coat, the Velcro flaps sticking together to cover

The boy was snugly bundled up, and all Marguerite could see were his round eyin staring at her

His gaze was filled with caution, yet it somehow tugged at her heartstrings

Marguerite quickly got out of the car and as the boy got a clear look at her face he mstinctively took a step back seemingly frightened

Histered demeanor was as if she had harmed him in the past

Marguente was utterly confused, because she had never seen this boy before

Marguente hesitated before asking “What’s wrong?”

The boy’s eyes were still filled with fear, his round eyes examining Marguerite closely he was frozen for a

“Hey kiddo Marguente’s tone was gentle She found the little boy so adorable that she couldn’t help but rufe his hair

The little guy withdrew his neck slightly, and his initial fear suddenly turned into delight

It was as if a smile danced on his ips, his eyes crinking into delightful intia crefcents.

He mustered the courage to tug at Marguerite’s sleeve and then pointed under the car

Marguerite tied her head and asked. Is there something under the car?

The boy nodded.

The ground was covered in dirty snow, crushed by the tires. But Marguerite didn’t mind the fit as she knelt to

Marguente reached out and grabbed it, then handed it back to the little guy

Seeing the ball, the boy took a deep breath, seemingly relieved. The hood of his coat was a Marguerite

His skin was dry perhaps from the cold wind, and his chubby cheeks were fed charming as shining diamonds, but his gaze was stil cautious

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appled blush His eyes were beautiful, large and round, and as

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She moved closer to the boy and asked. “What’s your name? Where are your parents?”

The boy his hands red from the cold, held the ball, his pupila dilated with surprise.

As to say Dont you recognize me?”

But in the end, the boy couldn’t voice out

Marguerite pointed at the mansion gate, Do you live in there?

The boy’s eyes didn’t blink he didn’t speak but nodded

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Marguerite felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest, she couldn’t wait to Where your dad? is ha name Freden

There was a strange sparkle in the boy’s eyes, he leaned forward and examined Margun

in his little head, a bunch of questions arose, but he couldn’t find any answers.

His reaction surprised Marguerite, it felt like an swer was on the verge of being revealed, but then, a chilbah

“Hayes‘ Where is my bat? Hurry up and give it to me, of 11 fell mom and she’ll spark you?

The voice came from the matsion gate.

Both of them turned towards the source of the sound, Ma coat with large logo hands on hips

Baned out.

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He was shorter than the first boy, and has small body was as chubby