Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 452

Hayes had spent the entire night nestled into Marguerite’s arm, sound asleep.

For Marguerite, it wasn’t the most comfortable position, but somehow she slept like a baby.

The next morning, it was the weight of a brute force that woke her.

Blearily opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was the Adam’s apple of a man.

His distinct jaw rested atop Marguerite’s head, his strong arm wrapped tightly around her waist.

Marguerite was startled! She realized Hayes and her were completely trapped in Frederick’s embrace, and he was holding her tight!

Her cheeks flushed, and her heart started racing, making it hard for her to catch her breath.

She glanced down at the little guy in her arms and to her surprise, Hayes was up before her, gazing at her with puppy–dog eyes.

The little boy was squished in the middle, his cheeks red and his forehead sweaty.

Marguerite whispered, “Is it a bit tight?”

Hayes gasped, his eyes filled with a plaintive look, “Can’t… breathe…”

pitiful expression, Marguerite had to suppress a

we push him off? You nudge him with your bum, and I’ll push his shoulder. We’ll do it

little guy blinked, nodding

Frederick’s shoulder. She counted to three in her head and

eased instantly, but then came a heavy sigh

hearts

might have used too

be furious, right?

enough, Frederick’s voice, gruff with irritation, broke the

Chapter 452

out her phone to check the time, and

downstairs for breakfast, and don’t arouse

gingerly sat up, she stole a peek at Frederick’s face, his expression still tight, his brows furrowed

“Aren’t you coming down?”

eyes, his voice took on a sharper edge, “You talk

Marguerite clamped up immediately.

a twinge of sympathy. It seemed he was in pain just talking, and she wondered if

from the bed, hurriedly helped him wash up, and snuck into the nursery to

headed downstairs for

fully occupied yet, and the servants were efficiently laying out the