Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 133

Frederick took a good look at Marguerite.

Seeing her frail body, her hands with skin peeling off tightly clutching her long skirt, revealing a pair of blurred and dirty feet.

The man’s gaze paused, his heart skipped a beat.

Oh, this is bad!

How did this woman end up like this?

No doubt, Frederick felt bad for her.

But his sympathy lasted only for two seconds before he forcibly suppressed it.

He said to himself, “Frederick, haven’t you realized it? Isn’t this woman just trying to arouse your protective instincts with her pitiful appearance? But in reality, she’s cunning and manipulative. What’s more, she’s carrying another man’s child without your knowledge. Do you really want to continue being fooled by her?”

Frederick gritted his teeth, his temple veins throbbing violently, “What’s the matter, can’t speak all of a sudden?”

Marguerite shook her head, “No… it’s not like that. I just… don’t know where to start.”

Frederick had misjudged her many times, but each time Marguerite chose to remain silent, quietly bearing all the accusations.

Back then, she was proud and stubborn, always thinking that if the other party didn’t believe her, any explanation would be useless.

She was unwilling to bow her head and beg others to believe her.

However, when she actually wanted to explain something, she became speechless.

so many accusations, in front of Frederick,

Oh my god!

should she speak to make Frederick

to start?” The man arrogantly descended from the spiral staircase, step

suddenly tightened,

you’re carrying someone else’s child. That’s a fact. What excuse do you plan to use

Marguerite’s big eyes, “It was my fault, but I am also a victim. Frederick, the child was an accident, I… I was

got weaker and

past she least wanted to remember, and the humiliation she least wanted to

a very funny joke, asking, “Forced? So

her lip, tears

could only

laughed, his eyes full of mockery

eyes suddenly widened, “You…

too clumsy, nobody would want

doubt,

too harsh, but Marguerite

would

there any words more

words?” Marguerite cried out, her emotions so

pain flashed

you can’t take it? Marguerite, what I’ve done is nothing

with disgust, his impatient expression as if touching her one more

suddenly collapsed and fell

had lost the desire to

humiliated her so much, why should she still

wiped her eyes. Her stomach was churning, she

of her vomiting fueled Frederick’s anger,