Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 195

st half an hour later, Sapphire Valley Estates

The family doctor had given Marguerite a thorough check–up Save for some bruising on her back, there was jeding Sifa threatening Marguerite lay weakly or the bed her thin shirt hatched up to reveal a bruise that was so deep it was aboost purple Fredenck sat by her side applying several large, rectangular plasters to her back, like patches stitched onto her skin His cool fingertips gently brushed against her skin, causing his eyes to tighten and a wave of pain to flood his heart

“Why bearing it when it hurts?”

The marks on her weren’t just from today, there were also faint scars from when Yuna had kidnapped her

It was only then that Morguente realized Frederick had finished applying the unguent. She hurriedly pulled her shirt back down and sat up on the bed

Feeling somewhat awkward, she glanced at Frederick. Seeing the time, she seized the opportunity to shoo him off. It’s late, you should go Yuna must be waiting

anxiously

Frederick’s eyes stayed on her unblinkingly “Since when did you become so concerned about others, Marguerite?”

Concerned about others? She was just stating facts.

today, when she was tricked by Yuna into delivering clothes

sure she would want to do something special on their first night

her beloved man, spending his time with her.

into the night, there wasn’t a single

to say something, when she felt a slight movement in her belly

that something was amiss, Frederick grew even

a moment

“Moved?”

quickly. “Yes!

Frederick moved to kneel

Frederick knew what he was doing.

she watched him, she saw a change in his normally cold demeanor His eyes were

heard a couple of grumbling sounds and chuckled. “You’re just hungry. The baby is only a month along,

wait for Marguerite’s response, he

a flash, he understood her

This wasn’t his child! Why was he getting

quickly faded. Frederick stood up and walked to the window, reaching into his pocket for his pack of cigarettes. But as he pulled

she asked hesitantly. “When you said you wanted to be a stepfather, you