Chapter 109
Even with Marguerite’s limited experience, she knew exactly what Frederick’s reaction was at that moment.
She instinctively looked up at him. His face was flushed as sweat moistened his hair, and his breathing seemed a little ragged.
Frederic, you… What’s wrong with you? Your face is so red… uh.”
Her words abruptly stopped, as Frederick suddenly kissed her.
It was a fierce kiss that left Marguerite breathless.
His kiss was both urgent and intense; he was like a monster that wanted to devour Marguerite.
The familiar taste stirred Frederick’s nerves.
“No, don’t…” Marguerite bit her lower lip as her face filled with shame.
In an instant, she recalled the feelings of that night.
The scenes from that night overlapped with the present, leaving Frederick unable to distinguish whether what was happening was his memory or reality.
“Frederick, can you calm down? I beg you… please… don’t touch me…”
Tears uncontrollably slid down from the corners of her eyes.
She had no idea what had happened to Frederick. He was just fine a moment ago, but then suddenly changed.
She would rather have him hit or scold her than hurt her dignity in such a way.
Frederick’s back suddenly stiffened, his hands propped on both sides of her body, and he slowly raised his disheveled body.
A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, as well as surprise and disbelief.
Previously, the familiarity that Marguerite gave him was only preliminary; now, it had become stronger.
It was as if the woman who had been with him that night was her, not Yuna.
His thoughts shifted too violently. He didn’t notice that the woman under him had already slipped out of his arms and then awkwardly hid at the head of the bed, hugging her body tightly.
“Frederick, did you… mistake me for someone else? Should I call Yuna over?”
She trembled nervously all over.
After hearing Yuna’s name, Frederick finally sobered up completely.
The redness on his face receded, and he became serious. Frederick got off the bed and went straight into the bathroom of Marguerite’s room.
Soon, the sound of shower water came from the bathroom.
Marguerite got chills. She frantically put on her pajamas and then hurriedly tried to pull the door open.
But the door was either locked from the outside or broken. Marguerite shook the doorknob and found it completely impossible to open.
She gritted her teeth, struggling with the doorknob for a while. As her sweat dripped down like rain, the bathroom door opened.
Marguerite was startled. She retreated to the corner like a scared bird, her eyes filled with fear.
“You… Don’t come over!”
Frederick looked at her with complicated feelings. He said nothing and went straight to the door, ready to leave.
But the doorknob seemed to be stuck and couldn’t be opened.
Suddenly, the room became eerily quiet.
– Frederick’s eyes were sharp and deep. Marguerite was afraid he would misunderstand and hurriedly explained.
“The door seems to be broken. It wasn’t me. I… I don’t mean any harm to you.”
Frederick was speechless for a moment.
Clearly, panic made Marguerite very flustered, so she couldn’t even speak clearly.
Her stuttering appearance was like that of a panicked deer.
Frederick found her pouting look somewhat cute.
“Call Chuck.” He crossed his arms, his tone full of dominance.
Marguerite subconsciously touched her pocket. She realized that she had already changed into her pajamas and hurriedly searched for her clothes.
After searching for a while, she didn’t find her phone.
“My phone seems to be in the living room; I didn’t bring it up.” Marguerite looked helpless. “What about your phone? Use your phone to call him.”
“I didn’t bring mine either.”
Marguerite was dumbfounded.
This man! He didn’t even search!
As if he saw through her little thoughts, Frederick walked up to her, coldly extending his hand. “Or, you can search?”
Search his body?
Marguerite couldn’t help but look at Frederick, noticing he had put on a black bathrobe. The neckline was somewhat low, exposing his chest muscles and collarbone, making him look very sexy.
She couldn’t help but look away.
“How come your bathrobe is in my room?”
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“Marguerite, let me remind you that this is my house. It’s normal for my clothes to be in your room,”
Marguerite was speechless for a moment. She tried the doorknob again but still couldn’t open it.
She sighed. “What should we do now? We can’t get out.”
Frederick glanced at his watch. “They should all be asleep at this time; let’s talk about it tomorrow.”
Marguerite was bewildered.
Talk about it tomorrow?
How could they talk about it tomorrow?
There was only one bed in the room, and although there was a sofa, the sofa was small and hard, so she couldn’t even lie on it.
Marguerite thought wildly, and in the blink of an eye, she saw that Frederick had already opened her quilt and lay straight on the bed.
