Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 41

Instead of having a good rest in her room, she popped up in his bed. This had Frederick all kinds of confused. He saw her trembling like a leaf and it tore at his heart.

He didn’t wanna spook Marguerite, so he made his steps as light and slow as possible.

But no matter how careful he was, her quivering just got worse.

When Frederick got closer, he bent down to soothe her, gently laying his hand on her.

He was about to say something when he heard Marguerite’s shaky voice. “I have nothing. I have no money for you. Please don’t hit me.”

She had been locked up in that dark warehouse for three days, tortured by darkness and pain.

This was Marguerite’s reaction after her trauma. Even though she knew she was back at Sapphire Valley Estates, every little noise sent fear spiraling through her uncontrollably.

She didn’t feel safe. She mistook Frederick for a burglar and she was scared out of her wits.

Frederick felt his heart clenched. When she said “don’t hit me”,

a soft sigh, his face darkening, and he said in a tender voice, “I won’t

deep voice, her heart raced.

slowly pulled back the covers,

up in bed, Frederick was

the edge of the bed, asking

clear as water. She

you wander into my room on your own?” Frederick asked

face flushed from the warmth of the blanket.

voice was weak, as if she was afraid he’d

bed. Sadie and the

eggshells like that, Frederick felt even more

the hell did she go through in those three

himself, then climbed into bed next to

instinctively moved away, asking in