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.

glared at the human barricade set up by Frederick. He knew breaking through

myself,” he said

seemed

her

expect me to leave Teresa here at

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

cucumber, her gaze meeting his steadily. “You’re overthinking it. Even if I wanted to make you a laughing stock, it would have to be consensual between me and

wasn’t worried Frederick would

a pang of loss. Nothing hurt more than

reminder that

between Frederick

love had worn away, she had

only fuel Frederick’s

his love in the past