Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 558

Marguerite couldn’t help but force a polite smile through her discomfort.

Miley’s attempts at matchmaking were about as subtle as a bull in a china shop!

This blatant attempt at setting her up could easily give the wrong impression to the man in front of her, making it seem like she was in cahoots with Miley.

Feeling a twinge of guilt and eager to prove her innocence, Marguerite leaned forward and reached out, “Hand me the ointment, I can apply it myself.”

Frederick’s gaze was distant, pondering something as he locked eyes with Marguerite for a moment. Finally, as if making up his mind, he commanded in a cool tone, “Sit tight.”

Sit tight? What did he mean by that?

Confusion swirled in Marguerite’s mind, and before she could process, she watched as Frederick pulled up a swivel chair next to her.

right leg onto his knee, and without warning,

followed by his next command, “Go close the window and

times before scampering off to close the window and adjust

confusion only

Yuna? Why was

gaze was innocent yet inquisitive, and whether it was the heat in the room or something else, her cheeks flushed a rosy hue

of soothing balm into his large, firm palm, rubbed his hands together, and applied it to

her, and she looked up cautiously at Frederick tending to her, her heart beginning to race for reasons she couldn’t fathom. But her

the construction site, and Frederick

Yuna, yet he was still willing

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she couldn’t muster such magnanimity. Her emotions were a mess, but Miley, leaning provocatively against the

he was expected to marry her? And you’ve not only seen Marguerite’s feet