Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 641

Yuna watched as Chuck punched in the familiar three digits on the phone, his finger hovering over the call button.

No!

She couldn't let herself be exposed like this! Her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the floor, letting out a dramatic groan of pain.

"Ouch! It hurts! Oh, the pain, the pain, the pain—"

Yuna's voice was piercing. In the shadows, Marguerite pinched Chuck's arm, stopping him from dialing 911.

She was curious to see what kind of performance Yuna was about to put on.

Yuna lay on the ground, wailing in agony, while Frederick and Marguerite remained still, sharing an unspoken understanding.

Hackett, frantic with worry, bent down to scoop Yuna up.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? Where does it hurt? Tell me!"

Yuna bit her lip fiercely, tears streaming down her face.

"My legs! They're burning up, like they're on fire!"

Penelope bent down and swiftly rolled up Yuna's pant legs, revealing two fair legs covered in what looked like burn blisters. Some had burst, oozing a sickly yellow fluid mingled with fresh blood.

Marguerite felt a wave of disgust, her skin crawling.

Was she really burned?

This is madness!

Yuna had gone completely mad! To frame her, she didn't even spare herself!

Harming the enemy but wounding oneself in the process, what's the point?

Hackett was beside himself with worry. "What happened? How did you get all these blisters? The area you ran into wasn't even fully on fire!"

"I went through the edge of the fire; it must have happened then!" Yuna managed to explain despite the intense pain.

Penelope was decisive: "To the hospital, now!"

Hackett's expression turned icy as he lifted Yuna from the ground. As he passed Marguerite, he didn't miss the chance to throw a threat her way: