Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 69

Marguerite was so caught up in this intense confusion that she even forgot to resist until the next second when the sting on her lips brought her back to reality.

This guy just bit her!

Marguerite pushed Frederick away.

His sudden kiss left her feeling embarrassed and flustered. She raised her arm to slap him, but he quickly grabbed her wrist.

Frederick’s lips, now unusually rosy from the kiss, shimmered under the light.

Unable to meet his gaze, Marguerite turned her face away, her tone a bit pissed, “If you want to talk, just talk. Why did you have to kiss me?”

Frederick’s eyes were deep, a glint flashing in his pupils.

Facing the woman before him, he seemed to lose control again.

“Somebody’s been running their mouth lately, spewing nonsense, and it’s been getting on my nerves. I had to teach her a lesson. Hopefully, she’ll remember it.”

Marguerite jerked her arm out of his grasp, her cheeks flushed, “What nonsense? I only stated the facts. You were in the wrong.”

Just as Marguerite was speaking, Frederick suddenly pulled out a small jewelry box as if by magic.

was a simple

was understated, with a

that would suit

blinked, clueless about

out the necklace and put it around her neck, his arms

face

just because you gave me a necklace,

you lost a necklace here. I don’t want to owe you anything, so

the necklace on her, and his fingers lightly touched the

against Marguerite’s skin, sending a tingling

the necklace you lost was, but since I’m giving you one, it’s definitely more

felt awkward and tried to hide her panic with an indifferent attitude,

smile faded, and his face tightened, showing

I quite like

anger vanished instantly, his eyebrows raising slightly, his expression confident and dominant, “Say that again?” Marguerite’s lips curled up slightly. She touched the pearl and looked up at him,

this, Frederick’s

face, and pinched it with a punishing gesture, “If you dare to take it off, you’re dead meat.” Marguerite looked at his fierce expression, furrowed her brows, and tried to pull away, “Alright, alright. Can you let go? It

and cute, and Frederick felt like he could

due to the force

on her lips, and his desire nearly made

go of her and turned away to avoid her gaze, “Clear your schedule for tomorrow. We’re going