Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 108

Chapter 188

Laverne’s serious expression vanished the moment she heard Frederick’s retort. After swiftly fricking her son, dead genes with a man of her hand and chuckled. “How could an old gal like me remember so dearly? Yura says ‘ve been a bit daft since I got better, so how could remember sometinga wak she said this, a mischievous twinkle flashed in her eyes

Then, as if she had made a decision, she got up and fetched the glass of water Yuna had given her, placing it next to Fresera

The corner of the man’s mouth twitched in displeasure. “Yuria called you daft?”

“Yep!” Laverne exaggeratedly nodded, glancing at the glass of water. “You’ve been vaccing too much, so have one weer?

Frederick’s anger hadn’t subsided. He couldn’t believe Yuna had the audacity to call her grandmote Chemter gednoter’s comery countering tak her kindness, it seemed he had to reconsider his promise to marry her.

water, feeling irritated, and Laverne took this opportunity to slip a tube of scar–healing creams into his hand from her sode. Soortent gu clothes are all ragged, and dress season is just around the corner. I

cream and started to gently rub it in his hands. Then he stood up and headed towards

finished her bath and was feeling much more comfortable. She had finished drying her hair and wes

scream echoed again. “Why

Marguerite embarrassed, and she had been avoiding him ever since. She was not ready to face fim yet. And now he had barged into her room?!

on earth was this man

excedaty on her shoulders and ante. Some had faded to te point of being barely noticeable, while others were

He wished he could

single word about it allowing the wounds on her skin

cold and sharp, making Marguerite uneasy. “Could you wait until I’m dressed before you come in Ahr Before Marguete could inish te sentence frescence strode forward, grabbed her waist, and effortlessly lifted her

Marguerite struggled, experiencing a brief moment of weightlessness before landing

resisted, but Frederick held her hands with one of his, opened the lid

fallen off, so Marguerite dicit feel any can, but the places where the

shoulders and arms, and although it looked messy, Frederick’s fingers were extremely gente as if he were afraid of hurting her. He gently