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…”

expression, Marguerite

him off? You nudge him with your bum, and I’ll push

blinked,

She counted to three in her head and then, with Hayes, gave a great heave, rolling

but then came a heavy sigh

clammed up, exchanging wide–eyed looks, their hearts

too much force, aggravating Frederick’s

must be furious,

enough, Frederick’s voice, gruff with irritation,

Chapter 452

phone to check the time,

for breakfast, and don’t

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

“Aren’t you coming down?”

his voice took on a sharper edge, “You talk

Marguerite clamped up immediately.

but Marguerite wasn’t offended; instead, she felt a twinge of sympathy. It seemed he was in pain just talking, and

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

headed downstairs for

wasn’t fully occupied yet, and the servants