Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 442

Barnes sent his location quickly and Yuna took some time to get there. What she didn’t anticipate, however, was that Barnes was living in a rental apartment just above her family’s casino!

Thankfully, it was deep into the night, the casino’s busiest hours. Hence, when Yuna arrived, Zoe and Ablett didn’t spot her.

The slightly ajar door was pushed open by Yuna, and the choking smell of smoke and alcohol made her nauseous.

Barnes was hiding behind the door, and as soon as Yuna entered, he immediately grabbed her by the shoulder and eagerly pushed her against the door.

Yuna turned her face away in disgust, questioning him fiercely, “Did you do this on purpose? How long have you been living here behind my back? Why didn’t you say anything?”

A wicked smile curled up at the corner of Barnes’ lips. He leaned in towards Yuna, greedily inhaling her scent, “Why? You don’t want Zoe and Ablett to know how much we love each other?”

Seeing Barnes about to kiss her, Yuna instantly pushed against his chest.

“I’m here now, what else do you want? You want to make everyone know about this?”

Barnes cruelly brushed off Yuna’s hand, and in an instant, he picked her up and tossed her onto the nearby bed, pouncing on her.

what does it matter? Your family should be

life can continue! Oh no, to be precise, they should thank you! Because all of this, you earned by pleasing me with your body…” As he spoke, Barnes tilted up

she wanted Hayes gone, so she had

night, Barnes was half-naked,

suddenly took out a

crossed her arms and looked at him coldly, “Frederick’s bodyguards are all former special forces. I think, you should be capable

ruthless determination in this woman,

and sleeping with her, Barnes naively thought he was no different from Frederick.

has been your son for three

brat is nothing but trouble, I can’t let him die comfortably! It

if she found out

flashed through

I have one condition.” Barnes said,

hearing this, Yuna’s face fell, clearly irritated, “What,

I kill Hayes, shouldn’t we celebrate?