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

the familiarity that Marguerite gave him was

the woman who had been with him that night was

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

someone else? Should I call

trembled nervously all

Yuna’s name, Frederick finally sobered up

he became serious. Frederick got

sound of shower water came

her pajamas and then hurriedly tried to

outside or broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob and

teeth, struggling with the doorknob for a while. As

like

“You… Don’t come over!”

at her with complicated feelings. He said nothing and went

doorknob seemed to be stuck and couldn’t

the room became

and deep. Marguerite was afraid he would misunderstand and

wasn’t me.

was speechless for a

very flustered,

appearance was like that of

pouting look somewhat

Chuck.” He crossed his arms, his tone

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

while, she didn’t find

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

didn’t bring mine

Marguerite was dumbfounded.

man! He didn’t