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.

gently lifted her right leg onto his knee, and without warning, peeled off her

exposed toes instinctively curl, followed by his next command,

scampering off to close the window

confusion only deepened.

marry Yuna? Why was he fussing over her injury instead of getting

was innocent yet inquisitive, and whether it was the heat in the room or something else, her

firm palm, rubbed

to her, her heart beginning to

ago, when Yuna was injured on the construction site, and Frederick had also used balm to treat

respect for Frederick. He didn’t love Yuna, yet he was still willing to

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but Miley, leaning provocatively

a man saw a woman’s feet, he was expected to marry her? And you’ve not only seen Marguerite’s feet but touched them, too.” Marguerite struggled for breath. That damn