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;

who had been

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

for someone else? Should I call Yuna

nervously all

Yuna’s name, Frederick finally

on his face receded, and he became serious. Frederick got off the bed and went straight into

the sound of shower water

got chills. She frantically put on her pajamas and

from the outside or broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob and

doorknob for a while. As her sweat dripped down like

was startled. She retreated to the corner like

“You… Don’t come over!”

said nothing and went straight to

seemed to be stuck and couldn’t be

room became eerily

and deep. Marguerite was afraid he would

me. I… I don’t mean any

speechless

flustered, so

stuttering appearance was like that

found her pouting look

arms, his tone full of

subconsciously touched her pocket. She realized that she had already changed into

searching for a while, she didn’t

it up.” Marguerite looked helpless. “What

didn’t bring