Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 109

Even with Marguerite’s limited experience, she knew exactly what Frederick’s reaction was at that moment.

She instinctively looked up at him. His face was flushed as sweat moistened his hair, and his breathing seemed a little ragged.

Frederic, you… What’s wrong with you? Your face is so red… uh.”

Her words abruptly stopped, as Frederick suddenly kissed her.

It was a fierce kiss that left Marguerite breathless.

His kiss was both urgent and intense; he was like a monster that wanted to devour Marguerite.

The familiar taste stirred Frederick’s nerves.

“No, don’t…” Marguerite bit her lower lip as her face filled with shame.

In an instant, she recalled the feelings of that night.

The scenes from that night overlapped with the present, leaving Frederick unable to distinguish whether what was happening was his memory or reality.

“Frederick, can you calm down? I beg you… please… don’t touch me…”

Tears uncontrollably slid down from the corners of her eyes.

She had no idea what had happened to Frederick. He was just fine a moment ago, but then suddenly changed.

She would rather have him hit or scold her than hurt her dignity in such a way.

Frederick’s back suddenly stiffened, his hands propped on both sides of her body, and he slowly raised his disheveled body.

hint of confusion flashed in his

the familiarity that Marguerite gave him was only preliminary;

was as if the woman who had been with him that night

already slipped out of his arms and then awkwardly hid at the

me for someone else?

nervously

Frederick finally sobered

serious. Frederick got off the bed and went straight into the bathroom of

shower water came from the

frantically put on her pajamas and then hurriedly tried to pull the door

door was either locked from the outside or broken. Marguerite shook

teeth, struggling with the doorknob for a while. As her sweat dripped down

corner like a scared bird, her eyes filled with

“You… Don’t come over!”

complicated feelings. He said nothing

to be stuck and couldn’t

the room became

Frederick’s eyes were sharp and deep. Marguerite was afraid he would misunderstand and hurriedly

seems to be broken. It wasn’t me. I… I don’t mean any harm

was speechless for

made Marguerite very flustered, so she

was like that of a

pouting look somewhat

He crossed his arms, his tone

realized that she had already changed into her pajamas

for a while,

didn’t bring it up.” Marguerite looked

bring

Marguerite was dumbfounded.

He didn’t even