Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 228

Marguerite was taken aback.

But on second thought, it wasn’t an unreasonable request.

Everyone has their moments of sorrow, and it’s natural to seek a comforting embrace during those times, regardless of the emotional Implications.

Marguerite bit her lip, shuffling gingerly towards him. Before she got within arm’s reach, his long arm looped around her waist, pulling her close.

Marguerite stood, while Frederick sat, his head burled in her waist, his breathing deep and heavy.

His warm breath enveloped her stomach, a comforting sensation, but Marguerite knew that Frederick was far from comforted.

Feeling somewhat helpless, she could only stroke his hair gently, her voice shaky as she murmured, “You can’t fall apart. If you do, Jocelyn won’t have anyone to protect her.”

Marguerite had faith in Frederick’s strength, but she was terrified that he might crumble.

a vulnerability he had always kept hidden, was now common knowledge, and even

the arm around her waist tightened, making it harder for Marguerite to breathe and her thoughts to

this embrace may have been a simple

Marguerite, it

of being needed by a man. Because

the thought of their inevitable divorce stirred

all too well that for her, love was

young age, and when she finally fell

have to fall for a man

this, she felt tears welling up in her eyes. It was at this moment that Jocelyn

Frederick away. She turned to Jocelyn, stammering as she tried to explain, “Well Jocelyn,

she would divorce Frederick, and now she was in his arms.

at a loss for words

the bed and headed towards the door,

are you going? I’ll go

to the office. I have to fix what happened.” Frederick paused at the door, looking back at

Marguerite was taken aback.

determination to resolve the

arm, “Wait, I have something to say to