Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 8

Marguerite’s eyes were wide and bright, filled with panic. “It’s just… just a piece of jewelry I’ve worn since I was a kid.” Frederick looked at the woman beneath him, obviously terrified. His anger was somehow mysteriously fading away.

Why?

He hated being used by women the most, and Marguerite coming to his bed in the middle of the night clearly had an ulterior motive.

But he just couldn’t unleash all his anger towards her,

It was like this in the afternoon, and it’s the same now.

Frederick felt helpless and could only sternly warn her, “Don’t take me for a fool. If you step out of line again, I’ll make you wish you were dead.”

The man was intimidating. His hawk–like eyes alone were enough to make her tremble uncontrollably.

Frederick looked at her, his gaze suddenly turning cold and stern. “Do you understand?”

“…Yeah.”

Marguerite was felling uneasy under his gaze. Frederick noticed this and wanted to let her go..

But just as he was about to let go of her, her faint voice came pleading, “Since you’re awake, can you… let me search a little longer? Frederick was speechless.

Did he not make himself clear, or was this woman just too cheeky?

eyes were sincere, her tone urgent. “That necklace means

changed, his grip on her wrist

knew she had said too much, but she had to find that necklace. She had

in silence. Marguerite bit her

I beg you…

soft voice,

one–night stand from the previous night. In the dark, Yuna had also pleaded with him in such

the

made him realize something was off

his

“You have one minute.”

balcony, and lit up a

at Marguerite,

pillows and the covers, but

freckles. Her eyebrows were a mess, her nose wide and thick, and she had pimples

were round and bright, as

suddenly realized, with her bright eyes, this woman

walked into the room, his tall figure surrounding the frail Marguerite. “Your minute is

cigar was very charming, but faced with his command to

necklace in Frederick’s room. So where

could it

to leave the room, she suddenly turned back and said, “Sir, if you find my necklace, please return it to me. This necklace

you’re looking for here,” Frederick coldly