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.

familiarity that Marguerite gave him was only preliminary; now,

who had been with him that

shifted too violently. He didn’t notice that the woman under him had already slipped out of his arms and then awkwardly hid at the head of the

me for someone else? Should I call

trembled nervously all

name, Frederick finally

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

shower water came from

frantically put on her pajamas and then

locked from the outside or broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob

the doorknob for a while. As her sweat dripped down like

startled. She retreated to the corner like a scared bird, her eyes filled with

“You… Don’t come over!”

looked at her with complicated feelings. He said nothing and went

seemed to be stuck and couldn’t

the room became eerily

eyes were sharp and deep. Marguerite was afraid

seems to be broken. It wasn’t me. I… I don’t mean any harm

was speechless

very flustered, so she couldn’t even speak

was like that

her pouting

his arms, his tone full of

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

searching for a while, she

bring it up.” Marguerite looked

didn’t bring mine