Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 558

Marguerite couldn’t help but force a polite smile through her discomfort.

Miley’s attempts at matchmaking were about as subtle as a bull in a china shop!

This blatant attempt at setting her up could easily give the wrong impression to the man in front of her, making it seem like she was in cahoots with Miley.

Feeling a twinge of guilt and eager to prove her innocence, Marguerite leaned forward and reached out, “Hand me the ointment, I can apply it myself.”

Frederick’s gaze was distant, pondering something as he locked eyes with Marguerite for a moment. Finally, as if making up his mind, he commanded in a cool tone, “Sit tight.”

Sit tight? What did he mean by that?

Confusion swirled in Marguerite’s mind, and before she could process, she watched as Frederick pulled up a swivel chair next to her.

right leg onto his knee, and without

curl, followed by his next command, “Go

vigorously, repeating “Right away!” three times before scampering

only

Wasn’t he about to marry Yuna? Why was he fussing over her injury instead

was the heat in

a dollop of soothing balm into his large, firm palm, rubbed his hands together, and applied it to

spread through her, and she looked up cautiously at Frederick tending to her, her heart

when Yuna was injured on the construction site, and Frederick

He didn’t love Yuna, yet he was still willing to care

she couldn’t muster such magnanimity. Her emotions were a mess, but Miley,

to marry her? And you’ve not only seen