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.

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 don’t wanna see her covered in words it’s an geoe the fricking he cant Laveste pared contentedly and

gently rub it in his hands. Then he stood up and

more comfortable. She had finished drying her hair and wes tot botte med bad on

“Why are you in my

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?! And she was only wrapped in

on earth was

in scars of various sizes, excedaty on her shoulders

pupils narrowed sharply as a strong urge surged in his heart. He wished he could kick Yuna in the face for what

him even more was that Marguerite hadn’t said a single word about it allowing

and sharp, making Marguerite uneasy. “Could you wait until I’m dressed before you come in Ahr

me! What are you doing?” Marguerite struggled, experiencing a brief

of his, opened the lid of

over and fallen off, so Marguerite dicit feel any can, but the places where the man’s hands had touched were burning

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