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.

that Marguerite gave him was only preliminary; now,

as if the woman who had been with him

thoughts shifted too violently. He didn’t notice that the woman under him had already slipped out of his

mistake me for someone else?

nervously

Yuna’s name, Frederick finally sobered

Frederick got off the bed and went straight into the bathroom of Marguerite’s

sound of shower water came from the

her pajamas and then hurriedly tried to pull the

door was either locked from the outside or broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob

gritted her teeth, struggling with the doorknob for a while. As her sweat dripped down like rain, the

the corner like a scared bird, her

“You… Don’t come over!”

feelings. He said nothing and went straight to the door, ready

to be stuck and couldn’t be

the room became

eyes were sharp and deep. Marguerite was afraid he would

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

speechless for

flustered, so she

appearance was like

her pouting look

He crossed his arms, his tone full

already changed into her pajamas and hurriedly searched for her

a while,

the living room; I didn’t bring it up.” Marguerite looked helpless. “What about your phone? Use your phone to

didn’t bring