Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 584

An hour later, at the modern tower's bistro.

Yuna had just taken a tumble out of the elevator, ruining the fur-trimmed dress she had so carefully chosen for the evening. As a result, she had to go to the mall for a quick change of clothes, which made her half an hour late to the restaurant.

Robert was perched by the window, his disdain palpable as Yuna came into view.

Hackett observed Robert's behavior with a frown and whispered a stern warning, "Today marks the anniversary of your mother and me. For the sake of our celebration, try to be decent to your sister."

Sister? He never truly accepted Yuna as such! Robert wanted to retort, but he didn't want to ruin his parents' special day, so he swallowed his words.

Yuna approached the table timidly, her eyes skittering over to the empty seat next to Robert, her feigned timidity nauseatingly evident, "Bro, may I sit here next to you?"

Robert chose to ignore her, sullenly sipping his drink.

Hackett shot him a displeased look before turning to Yuna, his expression softening as he reassured her, "Go ahead! Of course, you can sit there! We're all family here!"

As Yuna sat down, she sneaked a glance at Robert, looking utterly intimidated, as though he had bullied her before.

Then she lifted her eyelids and turned to her parents, obediently saying, “Dad, Mom, happy anniversary!”

Hackett, ever the doting father, was over the moon with her wish.

He quickly poured her a glass of orange juice and inquired, "Yuna, you got off work an hour ago, why are you so late? Was there traffic?"

Yuna shook her head, her face suddenly stricken, "Dad, no. I had a bit of a disagreement with a colleague and took a fall, my dress was ruined. I couldn’t come to your anniversary dinner all messed up, so I stopped to buy this outfit."

Hackett's ears perked up at the key details, "A disagreement with a colleague? Who dared to mess with my daughter? Speak up! I’ll handle it!"

Yuna lowered her eyelashes, silent for a moment before her eyes welled up with tears, “It’s okay, Dad. It was just a little incident.”

"What little incident? You're about to cry! My daughter’s tears are no small matter!" Hackett’s voice boomed.

Penelope thought Hackett was overreacting. She patted his hand and coaxed softly, "Relax, if she says it's nothing big, let it be." And then to Yuna, "If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. Let's eat."