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

gave him was only preliminary; now,

had been with him that night was her, not

thoughts shifted too violently. He didn’t notice 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

for someone else?

trembled nervously

hearing Yuna’s name, Frederick finally sobered up

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

shower water came from the

on her pajamas and then hurriedly tried to

either locked from the outside or broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob

for a while. As her sweat dripped down like rain, the bathroom door

the corner like a

“You… Don’t come over!”

her with complicated feelings. He said nothing and went straight to the door,

be stuck and couldn’t be

the room became

Frederick’s eyes were sharp and deep. Marguerite was afraid

seems to be broken. It wasn’t me. I…

speechless for

Marguerite very flustered, so she couldn’t even

stuttering appearance was like

her pouting look somewhat

his arms, his

she had already changed

for a while, she

in the living room; I didn’t bring it up.” Marguerite looked helpless. “What about your phone? Use

didn’t bring

Marguerite was dumbfounded.

man! He didn’t even