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.

was tricked by Yuna into delivering clothes to

finally living with the man she loved and Marguerite was sure she would want to do something

here was her beloved man, spending his

night, there wasn’t a single phone

say something, when she felt a slight movement in her belly She froze, not

grew even more worried. “What’s wrong?

the movement for a moment before looking up at Frederick with joy. “I

“Moved?”

nodded quickly. “Yes! I think it’s

unfathomable emotion, Frederick moved to kneel in front of her, leaning his ear

what he was doing. This

his normally cold demeanor His eyes were wide, and his gaze was filled with curiosity and anticipation

a couple of grumbling sounds and chuckled. “You’re just hungry. The baby is only a month along, it wouldn’t have legs

his sharp–featured face to wait for Marguerite’s response, he

flash, he understood

it! This wasn’t his child! Why was he getting so

his pocket for his

growing increasingly layered. After a long silence, she asked hesitantly. “When you said you wanted