Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 110

Marguerite was speechless.

Did this guy just make himself comity on the bed like it was the most natural thing in the world?

Then where the hell was she supposed to sleep?

On the floor?

He was the one who barged in, and now she was supposed to crash on the floor?

Marguerite was getting more and more ticked off. She stood there brooding for a while before she finally managed to pull herself together and marched over to Frederick, ready to unleash all her grievances.

But when she saw Frederick’s closed eyes and heard his steady breathing. Marguerite couldn’t get a word out.

Did he just fall asleep?

That was fast!

Marguerite waved her hand in front of his eyes and whispered. “Frederick?”

All she got was dead silence.

Feeling a bit let down, Marguerite realized that there was no way the arrogant Frederick would ever be generous enough to give up the bed to her.

comforter from the

slightly above Marguerite’s head. When she stood up to

light softened Frederick’s usually cold

the moment and even had a slight smile on his

surprised her quite

could be gentle a lot of the time, like when he applied medicine for her just now, or

could also be really

always misunderstood her and said things that made her feel

Marguerite sighed and muttered.

shook off her thoughts and reached

darkness, a strong arm circled around

Marguerite’s mind went blank.

he supposed to be

noisy.” Frederick’s voice was husky, his deep voice sounded

“Sorry, I thought you

she tried to sit up, but Frederick pulled her

You’ll be quiet if we sleep

brushed against her neck,

said, “I

head closer to her neck. “You

couldn’t control

laughed. “How could I possibly be

laughter left Marguerite

Why was he laughing?