Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 109

Even with Marguerite’s limited experience, she knew exactly what Frederick’s reaction was at that moment.

She instinctively looked up at him. His face was flushed as sweat moistened his hair, and his breathing seemed a little ragged.

Frederic, you… What’s wrong with you? Your face is so red… uh.”

Her words abruptly stopped, as Frederick suddenly kissed her.

It was a fierce kiss that left Marguerite breathless.

His kiss was both urgent and intense; he was like a monster that wanted to devour Marguerite.

The familiar taste stirred Frederick’s nerves.

“No, don’t…” Marguerite bit her lower lip as her face filled with shame.

In an instant, she recalled the feelings of that night.

The scenes from that night overlapped with the present, leaving Frederick unable to distinguish whether what was happening was his memory or reality.

“Frederick, can you calm down? I beg you… please… don’t touch me…”

Tears uncontrollably slid down from the corners of her eyes.

She had no idea what had happened to Frederick. He was just fine a moment ago, but then suddenly changed.

She would rather have him hit or scold her than hurt her dignity in such a way.

Frederick’s back suddenly stiffened, his hands propped on both sides of her body, and he slowly raised his disheveled body.

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, as well as surprise and disbelief.

was only preliminary; now,

as if the woman who had been with him that night was her,

had already slipped out of his arms and then awkwardly hid at the head of the bed, hugging her

for someone else? Should I call

nervously all

Yuna’s name, Frederick finally sobered

became serious. Frederick got off the bed and went straight into the bathroom

of shower water came from the

She frantically put on her pajamas and then hurriedly tried

the outside or broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob and found it completely impossible to

the doorknob for a while. As her sweat dripped down like rain, the bathroom door

She retreated to the corner like a scared bird, her

“You… Don’t come over!”

at her with complicated feelings. He said nothing and

to be stuck and

the room became

Marguerite was afraid he would misunderstand

be broken. It wasn’t me. I… I don’t mean

speechless for

made Marguerite very flustered, so she couldn’t even speak

appearance was like that of a panicked

her pouting look

He crossed his arms,

pocket. She realized that she had already changed into her pajamas and hurriedly searched for her

for a while, she

bring it up.” Marguerite looked helpless. “What about your phone? Use

didn’t bring mine