Chapter 3 Unlikely Bride

Hearing the news, Frederick’s face turned icy in an instant, his eyes as cold and dangerous as a cheetah lurking in the woods. turne A fainted woman? Boy, was he pissed! Who the hell had the nerve to set him up like this? “Mr. Winston….” Yuna’s frail voice rang out, her eyes filled with hurt that would make anyone’s heart ache, “You’re married now… can I still become your wife…?” Frederick’s gaze became indifferent, but when he looked at Yuna, his eyes were warm. His large hand rested on her shoulder, gently comforting her. “I promised to marry you. The only woman to become my wife will be you. Wait for me to sort things out, then I’ll come for you. Go home and wait for me.” Yuna was ecstatic, “Ok, no matter how long, I’ll wait for you.”

So, Mr. Winston did love her, right? His voice was so tender, his gaze so affectionate. Then, Frederick dug out a necklace from his pocket, looped it around Yuna’s neck, and gently put it on her. “Don’t lose this necklace again. I’ve been looking for you for a long time.” Yuna’s face changed instantly. She knew that Frederick married her because of this necklace, the real owner of which was Marguerite. She was filled with jealousy! If she was the one who went to Regal Haven Hotel last night, she could have been with Mr. Winston, and then he would surely love her. But it was too late to say all these now. However, since Marguerite had changed her appearance and was unrecognizable, as long as she didn’t return this necklace, she could still enjoy Mr. Winston’s affection. “Call a car for Yuna. Send her home.” Frederick said to his secretary. “Yes.”

After sending Yuna away, Frederick’s gaze sharpened. He was going to find out who this woman he married really was! Sapphire Valley Estates. Two rows of servants stood neatly on the stone steps in front of the estate, bowing to the expensive Cullinan vehicle, “Welcome home, Mr. Winston.” Frederick alighted from the back seat, his aura so powerful it seemed like he was born to rule,. The housemaid Sadie stepped forward, “Mr. Winston, the lady just woke up, she’s a bit… She’s lying in… your room.” Frederick exuded an oppressive air as he strode towards the mansion, then suddenly stopped, “My room?” Sadie lowered her head timidly, “Mr. Winston, the lady was holding your marriage certificate. I… I didn’t dare to be negligent…”

This statement seemed to hit a nerve in Frederick, he gritted his teeth, his gaze fiery, “How did she get in?” Sapphire Valley Estates was known for its tight security, with the top–notch security system worldwide. Not even a fly could get in. So, how did this woman manage to bypass the stringent security system and appear at the back door unscathed? Chuck and Sadie followed closely behind, with Sadie hurriedly reporting to Frederick. “Mr. Winston, we’re not sure. I checked the surveillance, but the footage from two hours ago was deleted. We don’t know who did it.” They had reached the master bedroom by the end of their conversation.

Frederick pushed open the door, the petite woman on the bed was drowsily leaning against the headboard. This was the brightest time of the day, tiny spots of light fell on the woman’s thin body. The early spring temperature was still a bit chilly, but she was only wearing a washed–out grey sweatshirt, her soft hair only reaching down to her collarbone. Her features were not striking, they could even be considered ordinary. But her eyes were sparkling with vitality, making her look like a cute doll. Marguerite turned her head to see the newcomer, and froze. This was her husband, Frederick?

He had deep, captivating features, a tear mole under his narrow eyes, adding a hint of mystery and sexiness to his noble demeanor. The man walked over, but his pent–up anger couldn’t burst out the moment he saw the woman’s eyes. This woman, she gave him a natural sense of familiarity and warmth. “How did you get in?” Marguerite replied frankly, “I have no clue, I just woke up here.” “Who are you?”   “I’m, well, your wife now.” The woman’s eyes were pure, sincere, and showed a steadfast calm and tolerance. Frederick stared at the woman, trying to break down her defenses with his strong aura. However, his efforts were in vain. He was meeting this woman for the first time, so why couldn’t he get mad at her? So, he could only treat her coldly, making his expression look even more fierce, “You’re not my wife.” Marguerite didn’t argue, instead, she spread out the marriage documents in her hand, “Our names and identities are written here. You’re Frederick, right?” At those words, Sadie, Chuck, and all the servants in the room held their breaths. This woman, she really didn’t know her place. She dared to call Frederick by his name? Everyone took a step back, waiting for Frederick’s explosion.

However, contrary to everyone’s expectations, the anticipated storm didn’t arrive. What on earth was going on? Facing the powerful Frederick, Marguerite showed no fear. She calmly explained, “I really don’t know how I ended up marrying you. I passed out at the hospital while taking care of a relative. When I woke up, I was here. As for this document, I’m just as clueless.” Marguerite wasn’t lying. Since the moment she got into the car, she was unconscious. When she woke up, she was already in the guest room, with this document next to her. She was utterly puzzled because she had no memory of ever going to the registrar’s office. And the photo on the marriage certificate wasn’t actually her. It was her with a mask on. This was just too strange, wasn’t it? “Don’t play dumb, I’m not buying it.” Frederick’s voice was still filled with dissatisfaction.

Marguerite’s–eyes weren’t deliberately wide open, but her eyes were large, so it looked like she had an innocent expression, “I’m not playing dumb, this is really what happened.” Frederick was rendered speechless. He was a man of action, but at this moment, he felt helpless. “You’re not lying?” “No.” Seeing that this woman was even more tight–lipped than he was, and didn’t argue, his hostility towards her gradually faded. He took the marriage certificate from her hand, looked it over carefully, and then looked up at her, “You’re Marguerite?” “Yes.” “Get up and come with me.”

Marguerite was taken aback, “Where to?” Frederick glanced at his wristwatch, and said flatly, “We’re getting divorced.” Divorce? They were getting divorced already? She hadn’t even figured out what was going on yet! And the mysterious person who had called her hadn’t shown up yet. If they got divorced this quickly, would that mysterious person still come to save her grandmother? Marguerite sat on the bed motionless, Frederick’s gaze conveying a hint of impatience, “Get up, don’t make me repeat myself.” Marguerite quickly thought about how to temporarily appease this man. She’s not unwilling to get divorced, it’s just that the mysterious person hadn’t messaged her yet, so she couldn’t make a hasty decision. Not long after, Chuck suddenly remembered something, smacked his forehead, “Mr. Winston, you can’t divorce Ms. Lockwood right now.”

Frederick’s brow furrowed, his gaze sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to cut a piece of flesh from him, “Are you asking for trouble?” Chuck quickly waved his hands, hastily explaining, “Mr. Winston, please calm down. A month ago, Stonebridge City issued a new marriage law, now there’s a three–month cooling–off period for divorces. So you and Ms. Lockwood, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait until three months later to get divorced.”