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.

clouded over, his aura darkening as he glared at the human

he said with

an air of command that seemed to weigh down

stood her ground, unflinching.

me to leave Teresa here at the

can tolerate the humiliation of being cuckolded. My patience has limits, and I

stock, it

remark. She wasn’t worried Frederick would harm Teresa; she just wanted an excuse

a pang of loss. Nothing hurt more than facing the raw

reminder that she didn’t even have the luxury of self-deception.

it’s over between Frederick and me.”

love had worn away, she had made up

would only fuel Frederick’s disdain.

of his love in the past