Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 513

Maurice doted on Teresa like she was his little princess. Looking down into her big, doe eyes, he asked with a wry smile, “Sweetie, if I put you down, will you come home with me?”

Teresa pouted adorably, her eyes twinkling like grapes in a vineyard, and nodded her head with an irresistible cuteness. “Of course! Daddy, if you put me down, I’ll go home with you.”

Maurice was a goner when it came to Teresa’s charms. As he reluctantly set her down, he never expected the little rascal to make a break for it, darting into the wall of bodyguards and sticking her tongue out at him.

“Daddy, if you want to take Mommy away, then go ahead, but I’m not moving! Bye-bye, Daddy!”

She waved at him mockingly, then turned tail and disappeared faster than a rabbit down its hole.

That little trickster!

Maurice had planned to use Teresa as leverage to bring Marguerite back home, but the tables had turned. Teresa had played him like a fiddle, and he’d fallen for it.

face clouded over, his aura darkening as he glared at the human barricade set up by Frederick. He knew

repeat myself,” he said

exuded an air of command that seemed to weigh down the atmosphere. “Get in the

stood her ground,

expect me to leave Teresa

Maurice snapped, his voice rising sharply in warning. “No man can tolerate the humiliation of being cuckolded. My patience has limits,

wanted to make you a laughing stock, it would have to be consensual

worried Frederick would harm Teresa; she

deny feeling a pang of loss. Nothing hurt more than facing the raw wounds over and

hatred, a constant reminder that she didn’t even have the

over between Frederick and

had worn away, she had made up her mind.

only fuel Frederick’s

all, the intensity of his love in the past was now matched by the depth of