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 a game, it wasn’t about who made the first move and

at Marguerite, the steps now stained with blood, soaking into the

He didn’t care if Mr. Winston’s mage would affect

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

Frederick went silent.

If she keeps falling like this, it’s not just her leg that’s at risk, she could even miscarry! And she has pelvic inflammatory disease,

thin, Chuck and the

had seen before, more than

were constantly flickering, reflecting

a move, Chuck thought since he had already said so much, he might as well

fool, and reached for

“Damn it!”

a curse, the backseat

like a proud

his strong arm wrapped around Marguerite’s waist,

down.” Marguente didn’t like the feeling of being pitied by

wish? If you really

I involve you? I didn’t ask for your help. Put me down, whether I live or die

is speaking up for you. Robert, Chuck, even Yuna’s grandmother is on

was Chuck who

time, Fredenck had camed Marguerite to

hurriedly treated Marquente’s wound. The chaos and panic indicated the seventy of her

Marguente the whole time, so she

“She always wants to act tough, give her a shot of

the fetus, we can only administer a small dose

much as

quarter of the anaesthetic,