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.

helplessly in his

realized the

the place, one minute angry, the

gradually loosened his

to escape, but Marguerite

was all mixed

anything to comfort her

car pulled into Sapphire Valley Estates and stopped

of the car. Amid the surprised

put down Marguerite, and

rushed at the lock. “Let

blocked her. “We

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

out all at once, her words tumbling out in

moment, Frederick was at

felt for Marguerite, and her words

reason, he gently cupped Marguerite’s neck, his lips suddenly covering

scent gradually drew him in, and he once again