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.

game, it wasn’t about who made

now stained

care if Mr. Winston’s mage would affect him, he

staircase is full of bacteria, if

Frederick went silent.

not just her leg that’s at risk, she

seemed to become thin, Chuck and the driver felt

seen before, more than

his eyes were constantly

hadn’t made a move, Chuck thought since he had

gritted his teeth, stomped his fool, and reached for the door

“Damn it!”

a curse, the backseat door

long legs hit the ground, like a proud cheetah, he

arm wrapped around Marguerite’s waist, he forcefully lifted her into

me down.” Marguente didn’t like the feeling

to impress with this death wish? If you

Put me down, whether I live or die is none of your

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

it was Chuck who

no time, Fredenck had camed Marguerite to the

hurriedly treated

whole time, so she turned her

always wants to

administer a small dose

her as much

administered a quarter of the anaesthetic, but