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?

sincere, her tone urgent. “That necklace means a lot

grip on

made Marguerite tense. She knew she had said too much, but she had to find

in silence. Marguerite bit her lip and pleaded

I beg you…

heart was touched by Marguerite’s soft voice, like a beautiful melody resonating

night. In the dark, Yuna

he feel the same

rise in body temperature made him realize something was off with

released Marguerite, his gaze carrying a hint

“You have one minute.”

balcony, and lit

sneakily looked at Marguerite, she was already searching

and the

Her eyebrows were a mess, her nose wide and thick, and she had pimples and acne scars. She was too ugly

her eyes were round and bright, as if they were finely carved,

realized, with her bright eyes, this woman didn’t seem

got up and walked into the room, his tall figure surrounding the frail Marguerite. “Your minute is up. Get out now.”

very charming, but faced with his command to leave, all Marguerite could feel

find her necklace in Frederick’s

could it

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

nothing you’re looking for here,” Frederick coldly cut her off. “Get