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.

the

lamp was slightly above Marguerite’s head. When she stood up to turn it off, she glanced at Frederick, who was lying

softened Frederick’s

moment and even had a slight smile on his

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

like when he applied medicine for her just now, or when he took her to Grandeur Square Mall and held her

could also be

misunderstood her and said things that made her feel

sighed and muttered. “Which one is the

off her thoughts and reached out to turn

strong arm circled around her waist and pulled her onto the bed, right

Marguerite’s mind went blank.

supposed to be

voice was husky, his deep voice sounded

started racing. “Sorry, I thought

sit up,

You’ll be quiet if we

away from him, his shallow breath brushed

would do something like before, so she carefully said,

about?” Frederick moved his head closer to her

couldn’t control the volume of

could I

laughter

Why was he laughing?