Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 177

Frederick’s gaze snapped up his eyebrows furrowed in an instant

Marguerite had tumbled onto the staircase her wound facing downwards. The uneven edges of the steps scraped her injury, bursting many blisters, her flesh a bloody mess!

But she stubbomly propped herself up, hoping to stand on her own strength, but it was in vain

Each attempt ended with her falling again

After several rounds, he, wound had visibly worsened.

Damn it!

He cas less than thirty feet from her. If she just called out, he would hear her.

Was she so stubbom? Would it kill her to ask for help?

“Mr. Winston! You have to go down and help her! If this continues, Marguente’s leg will be ruined!”

“I won’t! I want to see if she’ll ask for help today!”

Frederick was exceptionally firm, determined to settle who would win or lose today.

Chuck was so anxious he could faint

Marguerite was stubbom, and Mr. Winston was ruthless.

The two of them together were a relentless match.

wasn’t about who made the first move and

now stained

with worry. He didn’t care if Mr. Winston’s mage would affect him, he gathered his courage

simple bum! The staircase is full of bacteria, if not treated promptly,

Frederick went silent.

is pregnant! If she keeps falling like this, it’s not just her leg that’s at risk,

become thin, Chuck and the driver felt the atmosphere suffocatingly

seen before, more than just angry, he emanated an aura of power and

were constantly

still hadn’t made a move, Chuck thought since he had already said so much, he might as well

teeth, stomped his fool,

“Damn it!”

curse, the backseat

legs hit the ground, like a

Marguerite’s waist, he forcefully lifted her

like the feeling

you trying to impress with this death wish? If you really want to die, find a

help. Put me down, whether I live or die is none

played your cards well, everyone is speaking up for you. Robert, Chuck, even Yuna’s grandmother is on your side, you

was Chuck

time, Fredenck had camed Marguerite to the emergency

hospital bed, the doctor and many nurses hurriedly treated Marquente’s wound. The chaos and

she turned her head away, refusing to look

doctor, “She always wants to act tough, give

are not good for the fetus, we can only administer a small dose She will

her as much as you

administered a quarter of the anaesthetic, but Marguente felt it was completely