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

chest wet, Frederick realized the woman

place, one minute

felt her pain and gradually loosened his hold on

thought she would seize the opportunity to escape, but Marguerite didn’t move. She just

was all mixed

anything to comfort her

Sapphire Valley Estates and stopped at the

carried Marguerite out of the car. Amid the surprised

with his foot, put

rushed at the lock. “Let me

blocked

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 think about it, have I ever used my status as your wife to gain anything? Have

at once, her words tumbling out in a

Frederick was at

Marguerite, and her words

some reason, he gently cupped Marguerite’s neck, his lips

scent gradually drew him in, and he once again held her slim