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

was only preliminary; now,

been with him

out of his arms and then awkwardly hid at

for someone

nervously all

Frederick finally

redness on his face receded, and he became serious. Frederick got off the bed and went

of shower water

her pajamas and then hurriedly tried

the outside or broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob and found it

while. As her sweat dripped down like rain,

corner like

“You… Don’t come over!”

feelings. He said nothing and went

to be stuck and couldn’t

room became eerily

deep. Marguerite was afraid he would misunderstand and

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

speechless for a

panic made Marguerite very flustered, so she

appearance was like that

pouting look

Chuck.” He crossed his arms, his tone

realized that she had already changed into

a while,

phone seems to be in the living room; I didn’t bring it up.”

didn’t bring

Marguerite was dumbfounded.

He didn’t