Bride Behind The Mask

Chapter 195

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st half an hour later, Sapphire Valley Estates

The family doctor had given Marguerite a thorough check–up Save for some bruising on her back, there was jeding Sifa threatening Marguerite lay weakly or the bed her thin shirt hatched up to reveal a bruise that was so deep it was aboost purple Fredenck sat by her side applying several large, rectangular plasters to her back, like patches stitched onto her skin His cool fingertips gently brushed against her skin, causing his eyes to tighten and a wave of pain to flood his heart

“Why bearing it when it hurts?”

The marks on her weren’t just from today, there were also faint scars from when Yuna had kidnapped her

It was only then that Morguente realized Frederick had finished applying the unguent. She hurriedly pulled her shirt back down and sat up on the bed

Feeling somewhat awkward, she glanced at Frederick. Seeing the time, she seized the opportunity to shoo him off. It’s late, you should go Yuna must be waiting

anxiously

Frederick’s eyes stayed on her unblinkingly “Since when did you become so concerned about others, Marguerite?”

Concerned about others? She was just stating facts.

Larlier today, when she was tricked by Yuna into delivering clothes to Seaside Manor, she saw Yuna’s suitcase

Yuna was finally living with the man she loved and Marguerite was sure she would want to do something special on their first night together

But here was her beloved man, spending his time with her. Wouldn’t Yuna be anxious?

Yet, despite it being late into the night, there wasn’t a single phone call from Yuna

Marguente met Frederick’s gaze, about to say something, when she felt a slight movement in her belly She froze, not daring to move

Sensing that something was amiss, Frederick grew even more worried. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Marguerite placed a hand on her belly, feeling the movement for a moment before looking up at Frederick with joy. “I think the baby just moved

“Moved?”

She nodded quickly. “Yes! I think it’s kicking!”

Suddenly, driven by some unfathomable emotion, Frederick moved to kneel in front of her, leaning his ear against her belly

Marquente stiffened, wondering if Frederick knew what he was doing. This wasn’t his baby!

As she watched him, she saw a change in his normally cold demeanor His eyes were wide, and his gaze was filled with curiosity and anticipation for this unknown life

“I don’t feel it moving” He heard a couple of grumbling sounds and chuckled. “You’re just hungry. The baby is only a month along, it wouldn’t have legs to kick you with yet.”

Raising his sharp–featured face to wait for Marguerite’s response, he found her staring back at him with a complex expression

In a flash, he understood her bewilderment.

Damn it! This wasn’t his child! Why was he getting so excited?

His joy quickly faded. Frederick stood up and walked to the window, reaching into his pocket for his pack of cigarettes. But as he pulled it out, he stopped himself

Marguente watched him, her gaze growing increasingly layered. After a long silence, she asked hesitantly. “When you said you wanted to be a stepfather, you were just saying that in anger, night?”

Frederick’s tall figure stiffened noticeably

He did want to provoke Powell, but no matter how angry he was, he wouldn’t use this thing to rile him up The fact that he’d blurted out that statement without thinking was something even he couldn’t understand

Marquente didn’t receive an answer from Frederick. All he said was, “Aren’t you hungry? Ill have Sadie bring up some food”

With that, he turned around and strode out of the room.