Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 452

Hayes had spent the entire night nestled into Marguerite’s arm, sound asleep.

For Marguerite, it wasn’t the most comfortable position, but somehow she slept like a baby.

The next morning, it was the weight of a brute force that woke her.

Blearily opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was the Adam’s apple of a man.

His distinct jaw rested atop Marguerite’s head, his strong arm wrapped tightly around her waist.

Marguerite was startled! She realized Hayes and her were completely trapped in Frederick’s embrace, and he was holding her tight!

Her cheeks flushed, and her heart started racing, making it hard for her to catch her breath.

She glanced down at the little guy in her arms and to her surprise, Hayes was up before her, gazing at her with puppy–dog eyes.

The little boy was squished in the middle, his cheeks red and his forehead sweaty.

Marguerite whispered, “Is it a bit tight?”

Hayes gasped, his eyes filled with a plaintive look, “Can’t… breathe…”

pitiful expression, Marguerite

bum, and I’ll push

guy blinked, nodding in

her hand found its way to Frederick’s shoulder. She counted to three

eased instantly, but then came a heavy sigh from above.

looks, their hearts in their throats.

used too

be furious,

time is it?” Sure enough, Frederick’s

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took out her phone to check the time, and reported accurately, “Eight

for breakfast, and don’t arouse

up, she stole a peek at Frederick’s face, his expression still tight, his brows

“Aren’t you coming down?”

voice took on a sharper edge,

Marguerite clamped up immediately.

Marguerite wasn’t offended; instead, she felt a twinge of sympathy. It

lifted Hayes from the bed, hurriedly helped him wash up, and snuck into

headed downstairs

the servants were efficiently laying out the morning

Manley stood to the side, their eyes glued to the procession of

profusely, descended the spiral staircase and caught sight of