Bride Behind The Mask Novel by Frederick
Chapter 474

Chapter 474 

Marguerite threw up her hands in exasperation. “Oh, come on, What are you plotting?” 

Miley’s gaze towards Marguerite was tinged with disappointment. 

It seemed to her that Marguerite had a knack for getting hung up on the tiniest details, and no amount of talking could change her mind. 

With no other choice, Miley just waved her off. “Never mind, I’ll dig deeper into this when I get a chance.” 

Marguerite was left feeling helpless, letting Miley have her way. But in her heart, Marguerite couldn’t accept that Hayes could be her long-lost son, nor could she imagine Teresa being Frederick’s child. 

Life couldn’t possibly be filled with such bizarre coincidences, like some over-the-top soap opera that she’d stumbled into. 

Little did Marguerite know that real life could outdo any drama on TV! 

Meanwhile, at Atlas Private Hospital… 

Yuna and Frederick spent the entire morning running tests for little Manley. 

But it was Chuck who was busy bustling about the whole time. 

After receiving the last of the reports, Chuck reported back to Frederick, who then strode ahead with Manley in his arms, leaving Yuna trailing behind. 

The events of the previous night still had Frederick fuming, so he ignored Yuna’s attempts at making amends. 

Had it not been for Manley, he would never have let Yuna stay. 

Of course, this compromise was her last chance. One more outrageous act from her, and he would cut ties, regardless of past connections. 

Soon, the three of them walked into the office, and Chuck quickly handed a stack of medical reports to the doctor. 

As the doctor flipped through each page, his expression darkened. Suddenly, he looked up, concern and caution in his eyes, “Mr. Wigston, perhaps have your friend take your 

son out?” 

At his words, a chill ran down Yuna’s spine. 

Seeing the tension, Chuck wisely took Manley into his arms and said respectfully, “Mr. Winston, Manley mentioned wanting to play in the children’s playground downstairs. I’ll take him there and come back later.” 

Once they left, Frederick’s voice was icy, “Speak.” 

The doctor hesitated, his face etched with difficulty, “Mr. Winston, the young master’s condition is serious. He has aplastic anemia.” 

In an instant, a cold frost seemed to settle over Frederick’s handsome face. 

Yuna was confused. “How is that different from regular anemia?” 

“The biggest difference between simple anemia and aplastic anemia lies in the cause,” the doctor explained. 

Still not understanding, Yuna snapped, “Can you speak plain English? What’s the difference with the cause? Just tell me why he’s sick!” 

The doctor, a renowned pediatrician in the elite circles, was not accustomed to such rudeness. Yet, in deference to Mr. Winston, he patiently replied, “There are many causes, such as viral infections or immune system issues. But the most likely is genetic.” 

Yuna paused, “Genetic? I never had this disease. How do you treat it?” 

That’s when Frederick, who had been silent, spoke with a stern and decisive tone that made everyone tense up, “A transfusion.” 

“A transfusion?” Yuna’s eyes widened in shock. 

The doctor looked with regret at Frederick and nodded, “Yes, Mr. Winston is correct. This condition indeed requires a transfusion.” 

It was only when Frederick mentioned a transfusion that the severity of the condition really hit Yuna. She was anxious, her palms sweating as she looked hopefully at Frederick, “Freddie, why do you know how to treat this? It can’t be that serious, right?” 

Could it be that someone close to Freddie had suffered from this before? 

Did they recover? Was it also because of genetics? 

Questions swirled in Yuna’s anxious mind. 

But Frederick neither nodded nor shook his head, his entire demeanor radiated a bone-chilling cold. After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice quiet but heavy, “Five years ago, Barnes had this disease.”

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