Chapter 524

At the same time, Manley’s blood transfusion had been a success, and Hayes had been resting in the hospital. After a little over a week, the two boys were ready to be discharged.

They hadn’t brought much when they first checked in, but now, packing up to head home, they were swamped with bags. There were essentials for the three children, along with some household items Marguerite had bought on a whim. Thankfully, the VIP hospital suite was spacious enough. Besides Hayes and Manley’s room, there was also a small side room. Marguerite and Teresa had been bunking down in that side room, while Frederick had been roughing it on the couch in the main lounge.

Marguerite had considered swapping with Frederick several times, feeling guilty for always relegating him to the couch.

But every time she stepped out of the room, she’d find Frederick on the balcony, lost in a cloud of smoke, his gaze fixed on some distant point, shrouded in a cloak of melancholy. She couldn’t guess what was on his mind.

Not wanting to intrude on his solitude, she shelved the idea of swapping places.

Chuck and a few bodyguards stayed back to pack up, while Marguerite and Frederick, along with the three little ones, headed downstairs to go home.

Their Maybach was parked right outside the hospital entrance. However, as Marguerite was stepping down the stairs, a black SUV boldly parked itself right in front of their ride.

Janie got out of the back seat, smiling as she approached Marguerite, politely advising, “Ms. Lockwood, Mr. Winston is currently scouting wedding venues. He heard that Hayes and Manley were being discharged today and sent me to escort you over.”

Marguerite was speechless to the core. Did Maurice really have to be so persistent?

She hadn’t even made it home yet, and here he was, pulling strings to force her into his plans!

“What does his venue scouting have to do with me?”

At that moment, Frederick, cradling Manley, walked past Marguerite without a glance.

Seeing this, Janie raised her voice intentionally, “Ms. Lockwood, this is your wedding too, after all. And haven’t you promised Mr. Winston that the chapter between you and Frederick was over?”

Frederick’s rigid back momentarily froze. He turned to look at Marguerite, his eyes carrying an inscrutable hue.

But Marguerite knew his mood at that moment seemed far from pleased.

She averted her guilty gaze from him, only to sneer disdainfully at Janie, “You don’t need to beat around the bush in front of me.copy right hot novel pub