Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 448

Chapter 448

Chuck was hastily getting dressed, barking instructions at the same time, “Snap a picture of Mr. Winston’s wound

and send it to me right now. I’ll tell you how to handle a bullet wound. Don’t panic, I’m on my way!”

No sooner had Chuck finished speaking than he was in his car, heading to them in full speed.

Marguerite quickly sent the photo, and soon received an audio message from Chuck..

Meanwhile, Hayes had prepared some hot water and the first-aid kit.

With trembling hands, Marguerite cut open Frederick’s shirt with scissors and sterilized a pair of tweezers over a

small alcohol lamp.

She played Chuck’s audio message over and over again, her hand trembling as she extended the tweezers towards

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Frederick’s wound.

But Marguerite was no trained doctor, removing the bullet was like groping in the dark!

A sharp intake of breath echoed in the room.

She didn’t know what she had hit, but whatever it was, it was enough to rouse the unconscious man.

Marguerite’s hand shook even more violently, but in a stroke of blind luck, the tweezers clamped onto something

metallic. Without thinking, she yanked it out, and the bullet rolled out from Frederick’s flesh!

Frederick grunted in pain, sweats forming on his forehead. His teeth clenched in pain, he grabbed Marguerite’s

wrist, “Marguerite, you’ve been holding a grudge against me for a while, huh? Do you think that I’m not in enough

pain, so you twisted the knife inside me?”

Marguerite’s face was pale, her throat trembling as she stammered, “I… I was just trying to remove the bullet…”

“Did you get it out?”

“Yes… don’t move, I’ll bandage you up.”

Marguerite quickly found some gauze and clumsily wrapped it around the man’s shoulder and chest.

Frederick, now more alert, looked down at the haphazard bandage on his chest with a look of distaste.

Marguerite swallowed nervously, “I… I’m not a trained doctor. If you can, you should go to the hospital tomorrow.”

“Are you scared?”

Marguerite was taken aback for a moment, then her grievances welled up and tears began to roll down her face.

Frederick shot her a glance and, with a grimace of pain, sat up and pulled her closer by her collar, “What are you

scared of?

Taken by surprise, Marguerite nearly fell into Frederick’s lap.

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Seeing this, Hayes blushed and quickly turned away.

Marguerite was already flustered and Frederick’s questioning just made her more tongue-tied.

Damn him! He’s the one who’s been shot and he’s still acting so restless!

He should be resting, not asking questions!

Seeing Marguerite biting her lip and looking as pitiful as a kitten, Frederick’s heart softened and he let go of her

collar.

Damn it! He was the one injured, but why was she tooking so upset? Was she worried about him?

Thinking this, Frederick felt a small wave of satisfaction.

“I don’t want anyone else to know about this.”

Marguerite frowned, her eyes full of guilt, “No one can know?”

Frederick took a deep, pained breath, looking at Marguerite, ” No one!”

Marguerite’s heart fluttered, her eyes wide and nervous as she hesitated, “But I… I told Chuck… He should be on

his way here now…”