Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 781

She shook her head, her brain swirling into dizziness, leaving her no choice but to slump onto the desk for a brief respite.

Mr. Perry, already at his wits' end with Marguerite, suddenly harbored sinister thoughts.

"If I could get this woman into bed, it wouldn't just be a devastating blow to her personally."

He could also use the affair to blackmail her, squeezing out a hefty sum in the process!

Thinking this, Mr. Perry's eyes gleamed rat-like as he naturally rose to help Marguerite from her seat, saying:

"Mr. Ward, please go ahead and eat. I'll find a place for her to rest and come back later."

Silas, however, grabbed his hand in a firm grip, his thin lips uttering three words: "Don't touch her."

Feeling the threat from the man, Mr. Perry's body jolted.

"Mr. Ward, what do you mean? She's had too much to drink; she needs to rest."

Silas simply pulled Marguerite into his arms, "I'll take her."

Mr. Perry was fuming!

What exactly was the relationship between these two?

in front of Silas, Mr. Perry could only watch as Silas lifted Marguerite in his arms and, without sparing anyone a second glance, left

Marguerite had no clue what had

and out of consciousness before being enveloped in a

smell Frederick's scent in this

...

she woke, it was

large bed, her body aching

sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the spacious

the room's layout that she

A hotel?

she in

glanced beside her, noticing the unmistakable impression

hers, there was a strip

Painkillers?

did they look so

Marguerite pondered, a gentle male voice suddenly floated from behind

"Awake?"

and immediately felt a tingling in her

in last night's white shirt and sky-blue jeans, looking surprisingly sunny

overlook the scars from burns on his face, he'd pass for the perfect man straight

with water droplets, evidently fresh from a

The painkillers were Silas's.