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.

in his eyes, as well

the familiarity that Marguerite gave him was

as if the woman who had been with

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

for someone else?

trembled nervously

name, Frederick finally sobered up

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

shower water came

frantically put on her pajamas

from the outside or broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob and found it completely impossible

the doorknob for a while. As her

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

“You… Don’t come over!”

He said nothing and

to be

the room

and deep. Marguerite was afraid

me. I… I

was speechless for

very flustered,

like that of a panicked

pouting

arms, his tone

had already changed into her pajamas and hurriedly searched for her

searching for a while, she didn’t find her

up.” Marguerite looked helpless. “What about your phone?

bring mine

Marguerite was dumbfounded.

man! He didn’t