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.

confusion flashed in his eyes, as well as

the familiarity that Marguerite gave him was only preliminary; now,

who had been with him that night

that the woman under him had already slipped out of his arms and then awkwardly hid at the head of the bed, hugging her body

me for someone

trembled nervously all

Yuna’s name, Frederick finally

receded, and he became serious. Frederick got off the bed and went straight into the

the sound of shower water came from

her pajamas and then hurriedly tried to pull the door

broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob

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

was startled. She retreated to the corner like a scared bird, her

“You… Don’t come over!”

He said nothing

to be stuck and couldn’t be

room

were sharp and deep. Marguerite was afraid he would

It wasn’t me. I… I

was speechless for a

made Marguerite very flustered, so she couldn’t even speak

appearance was like that of

found her pouting look

Chuck.” He crossed his arms, his

realized that she had already changed into her pajamas and hurriedly searched

for a while, she didn’t find

it up.” Marguerite looked helpless. “What about

didn’t bring mine

Marguerite was dumbfounded.

He didn’t