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 wardrobe, dim the bedside lamp, and set

Marguerite’s head. When she stood up to

softened Frederick’s usually

and even had a slight

never seen Frederick like this before; it surprised her quite a bit. He

he could be gentle a lot of the time, like when he applied medicine for her just now, or when he took her to Grandeur Square Mall and held her close

he could also

misunderstood her and said things that made her

and muttered. “Which one is the real

her thoughts and reached out to turn

into darkness, a strong arm circled around her

Marguerite’s mind went blank.

he supposed to

was husky, his deep

hard, and her heart started racing. “Sorry, I thought you were asleep. I’ll go back to the floor; I won’t

tried to sit up, but Frederick pulled

quiet if we sleep

from him, his shallow breath brushed against her neck, almost driving

would do something like before, so she carefully said,

his head closer to her neck. “You were looking at me for a

asleep? Marguerite couldn’t control the volume of her

“How could I possibly be

laughter left

Why was he laughing?