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

familiarity that Marguerite gave him was only preliminary;

been with him that

already slipped out of his arms and

someone else? Should I

trembled nervously

Yuna’s name, Frederick finally sobered up

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

of shower

her pajamas and then hurriedly

door was either locked from the outside or broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob and found it completely

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

corner like a scared bird, her

“You… Don’t come over!”

feelings. He said nothing and went straight to the

the doorknob seemed to be stuck

room became

Marguerite was afraid

It wasn’t me. I… I don’t mean any harm

was speechless for

very flustered, so she couldn’t even speak

stuttering appearance was like that of

her pouting look somewhat

crossed his arms, his

touched her pocket. She realized that she had already changed into her pajamas and hurriedly

while,

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

didn’t bring

Marguerite was dumbfounded.

man! He