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…”

his pitiful expression, Marguerite had to suppress

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

guy blinked, nodding in agreement,

found its way to Frederick’s shoulder. She counted to three in her head

a heavy sigh from above.

exchanging wide–eyed looks, their hearts in their throats. This was not

might have used too much

be furious, right?

enough, Frederick’s

Chapter 452

swallowed hard, took out her phone to

Hayes downstairs for breakfast, and don’t arouse

up, she stole a peek at Frederick’s face, his expression still tight,

“Aren’t you coming down?”

took on a sharper edge,

Marguerite clamped up immediately.

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

the bed, hurriedly helped him wash up, and

headed downstairs

occupied yet, and the servants were efficiently laying out the