Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 884

Tiana gazed into his narrow eyes, the lenses of his glasses reflecting a chilling light.

She vividly remembered three years ago, the harrowing moment when her fiancé and Stella Patrick kidnapped her, and Parker came to her rescue. It was the first time she was shocked to see a man unleash such wild and ruthless fury.

He burned the kidnapper's forehead with a cigarette butt and rescued her from that dark room.

Perhaps it was from that moment, three years ago, that she began to harbor different feelings for this dangerous man.

If it hadn't been for Barclay violating her and resulting in Cherry's birth three years ago, she might have been pregnant with Parker's child now, and there might have been a chance for something beautiful to blossom between them!

But life is devoid of 'ifs.'

“Whose child is this?”

His voice was laden with rage, barely containing his emotions as he pressed her for answers.

Tiana had no doubt, at that moment, he might have wanted to strangle her! Yet, in his eyes, there was also a flicker of probing light.

Her heart wavered, tempted to pierce through the veil of uncertainty, yet lacking the courage to do so!

He arrived too swiftly, just four hours since Whitney discovered her pregnancy, before she had any clue on how to proceed, Parker appeared abruptly.

Her heart ached as she fought back tears, turning to walk towards the hospital bed, “Why are you here?”

“I'm asking you!” Parker stepped forward aggressively, gripping her slender shoulders, “Tiana, tell me the truth. Whose is the child you're carrying?”

“What business is it of yours?” Her voice was soft, keeping him at arm's length.

Parker’s heart clenched, “Who the hell have you slept with? If not Barclay, then who?”

Hearing his chilling tone, Tiana looked up into his confused yet eager eyes.

The hope in her eyes dimmed, she blurted out, “Have you still not recovered that part of your memory?”

“No.”

Parker answered truthfully.

But her question about whether he had regained his memories from their time on Saltland Island was enough to prove she had more to say.

His large hand slid from her arm to grasp her tender wrist firmly.

His gaze intensified, his breath hot on her face, “In those lost memories on Saltland Island, did we...Did something happen between us? You kept saying the child isn’t Barclay’s, what if it’s mine?

Tiana, tell me, does this child have anything to do with me?”

Tears fell from Tiana’s eyes, overwhelmed by his intoxicating tobacco scent and his burning gaze.

Now, without anyone else, without Barclay.

Could she confess...could she admit it? Regardless of the consequences…

After all, it was his unrestrained actions for three days that led to this unexpected situation. It was his fault for not showing restraint.

And her fault, for being foolishly soft-hearted, using helping him with his "cold poison" as an excuse, indulging in the fleeting dream of being with him!

It was a mistake, a massive mistake!

“Is it my child?!”

Seeing her silent, Parker's frustration reignited.

Perhaps, she would give him the answer he desperately sought.

Perhaps, her silence confirmed his suspicions.

“Tiana, just tell me,” Parker’s voice was hoarse and sharp, his hands brushing against her pale cheek, breaking through her defenses, his lips mere inches from hers, “Stop torturing me. I really can’t believe, given your integrity, you would have anything to do with men like Barclay…”