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.

his knee, and without warning, peeled off

his next command, “Go close the window and set the thermostat to 77

vigorously, repeating “Right away!” three times before scampering off to close the

only

this man thinking? Wasn’t he about to marry Yuna? Why was he fussing over her injury instead of getting ready for

gaze was innocent yet inquisitive, and whether it was the heat in the

poured a dollop of soothing balm into his large, firm palm,

her, her heart beginning

injured on the construction site, and

for Frederick. He didn’t love Yuna, yet he was still willing to

she couldn’t muster such magnanimity. Her emotions were a mess, but Miley, leaning provocatively against the desk, watched the two with a mischievous grin.

a man saw a woman’s feet, he was expected to marry her? And you’ve not only seen