Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 68

Marguerite didn’t see it coming, not at all when Frederick suddenly went all caveman on her.

No matter how much she squirmed, he wouldn’t let go, holding on to her like a lifeline.

“Frederick, let me go!” she demanded.

She pounded on his chest, but her feeble strength tickled him.

“Cut it out. If you keep struggling, there will be hell to pay!”

With that, Frederick had already dragged her to the parking lot. He opened the car door and tossed her in the back seat. He then coldly ordered the driver, “Home.”

Seeing Frederick’s domineering attitude, the driver got the jitters.

He swallowed hard, stepped on the gas, and drove home without looking at the duo in the back seat.

Frederick held Marguerite in his arms, the embrace far from tender. His grip was so tight it was causing her pain.

so she lay helplessly in

the

were all over the place, one minute

and gradually loosened his hold

the opportunity to escape, but

all

couldn’t say anything to comfort her and gently wiped away

car pulled into Sapphire Valley Estates

surprised glances of everyone, he took her

with his foot, put

at the lock.

a frown, blocked her. “We need

her problems! But her problems aren’t my doing. I’ve never hurt her! It was she who copied my work! I had to fight tooth and nail to clear my name. Was it too much to ask for an apology? I know you can’t stand me, always thinking I have an ulterior motive. But

grievances spilled out all at once,

a moment, Frederick was

felt for Marguerite, and

Marguerite’s neck, his lips suddenly

drew him in, and he