Chapter 679 A Trap Natalie Set Up
When the first ray of sunshine beat on Yara’s skin the next day, Yara was already spent after a grueling night.
Her fair skin was covered with scars, and she was shattered mentally.
Martin Jackson! You’re so dead!
I’ll feed you to the dogs!
When Martin realized she had woken up, he smirked in contentment at his work of art. “I know you hate me, but too bad for you. All you could do yesterday was just lying here and let me ravage the hell out of you.”
“M-Mm…”
Yara’s voice broke after a whole night of wailing.
Martin slapped her face when she made a noise. “You can still talk back, huh? You’ll be exhausted when the reporters come later. You can put up your best show for them. I’ll make sure I bring you down with me, Natalie Nichols.”
He proceeded to peel off the tape on her face since the final act was close, but much to his shock, not only did the tape come off, the hyper-realistic mask on Yara’s face was removed together as well.
Martin’s hand froze in the air as he stared at the mask he was holding. Before long, his startled gaze moved slowly toward Yara’s face and he fell back, aghast.
“M-Ms. Yara!” he stuttered. His mind suddenly went blank. “W-what… I don’t understand!”
“Take a f*cking good look this time!” Yara shouted with and hoarse voice when she could finally say her piece of mind. “What are you waiting for? Untie me!”
She glared at him with her bloodshot eyes as if her anger could consume him alive.
“I swear the person I brought with me was Natalie! How could it be you?” Martin’s hands shook uncontrollably as he loosened the metal cuffs. “You handed Natalie to me yourself. I was there myself and I witnessed everything with my own eyes!”
What? Martin saw me handing Natalie over to him?
This can only mean one thing. The “Yara” he saw was actually Natalie!
Yara snatched the mask from Martin and laid it out flat on the ground, scrutinizing every single detail. Freckles on both cheeks… D*mn! This is Natalie’s face!
Shock, anger, and resentment overwhelmed Yara instantly. She was so overpowered by her emotions she was immobilized.
She knew all this while that Natalie survived the fire five years ago, but she was always under the impression that she had undergone plastic surgery because she was disfigured after the incident. She thought her face was ugly because of the accident.
It had never once occurred to her that Natalie survived the fire totally unscathed.
She still looked the same.
When it dawned upon her that her perfect plan went awry from the very beginning, Yara was utterly devastated.
It appeared to her that Natalie had been playing her all along and that she was the one who had miscalculated. In fact, she was so clueless about how she ended up being the one tortured by Martin.
“So… so,” Martin mumbled, “you’re Yara, and who’s the other Yara I met yesterday?” Martin was discombobulated.
When Yara looked at him again, snippets of the obscene and gross scenes from the night before flashed before her.
Slap!
She dealt a hearty slap in his face. “You’re an animal! How dare you do this to me?” she howled.
“I-I didn’t know it was you!”
Martin covered his face as the pain burned his skin. There was no way he could explain himself because he had totally no idea what happened in between that led to this disaster.
