Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 68

Marguerite didn't see it coming, not at all when Frederick suddenly went all caveman on her.

No matter how much she squirmed, he wouldn't let go, holding on to her like a lifeline.

"Frederick, let me go!" she demanded.

She pounded on his chest, but her feeble strength tickled him.

"Cut it out. If you keep struggling, there will be hell to pay!"

With that, Frederick had already dragged her to the parking lot. He opened the car door and tossed her in the back seat. He then coldly ordered the driver, "Home."

Seeing Frederick's domineering attitude, the driver got the jitters.

He swallowed hard, stepped on the gas, and drove home without looking at the duo in the back seat.

Frederick held Marguerite in his arms, the embrace far from tender. His grip was so tight it was causing her pain.

Marguerite knew she was stuck in Frederick's grasp, so she lay helplessly in his arms, her tears betraying her and spilling down her face.

Feeling his chest wet, Frederick realized the woman in his hold was crying.

His emotions were all over the place, one minute angry, the next filled with guilt.

He felt her pain and gradually loosened his hold on her.

He thought she would seize the opportunity to escape, but Marguerite didn't move. She just lay on him, sobbing.

Frederick was all mixed up.

He couldn't say anything to comfort her and gently wiped away her tears.