Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 107

The doctor’s words, “Good news, he’s fine,” were choked in his throat.

Considering Nolan, the doctor could only, with a heavy heart, step aside.

Nolan gave Parker a swift kick, and the two promptly vanished.

For a moment, the wide hospital corridor was left with only Whitney and a gurney.

Silence reigned, broken only by the soft sobs of a young woman, followed swiftly by the tender, quivering touch of a strong man’s arm.

Whitney stared at the handsome features beneath his mask, knowing a shard of glass falling from above could be fatal, yet she could not believe it. She collapsed, “No, no, L, please wake up. You were conscious when you

went in!”

She clung to his arm, instinctively trying to acupuncture him to check his vitals.

But L did not respond!

Whitney felt a chill in her heart. She withdrew her attempt at aid, and tears sprang forth as she cried onto the man’s chest. “Why did you do this? Why didn’t you think before you saved me?

In that moment, I knew you care about me, about the baby. Otherwise, why would you rather get stabbed than let me fall?” Her heart clenched. Such bravery moved her deeply; no man had ever risked his life for her like

this.

How many times had he saved her now?

“I don’t want our baby to lose their father, and I don’t want to lose you either. Do you hear me?”

She mustered the courage to whisper these words because he might never know her true feelings if she did

not.

Her feelings were a mess because of him. Was he the master of carrot–and–stick?

Whitney took a deep breath, holding his hand. “Why are you so cruel and yet so kind? You’re the kind of man that’s easy to love and hate. I was planning to run away, to break up with you when I saw you again…”

to her heartfelt words with

for a moment, but the next moment, it

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she mean by break

on his arm. “But now I’m sure I like you. A man who would risk his

feeling a bit exasperated. He knew she had fallen for him long ago. Her confession was as tender and sweet

had

wanted to hold her close

Have you thought about me and the child?” Whitney, bitter about the future, said, “I’ll definitely bring our child into the world, and I probably won’t remarry. But life

you’re thinking about remarrying, but calling me petty? No, wait. How

bloodshot eyes, fearing that if he listened any longer, he

Chapter 107

dead in

fickle woman, he questioned her,

him speaking with eyes wide open, his voice hoarse but clear. After a brief pause, she bolted down the corridor,

woman was frantic,

patience was wearing

a loss for words.

the tearful little woman, then at Nolan, and snorted, “This is your amazing idea. Wait until Bro gets

did not know what to say, thinking, “I was trying to use Bro’s heroics to soften Whitney’s heart in desperation so they could make

grieving little woman. “Whitney, maybe Bro was moved by you, and his condition suddenly improved. Doctor, what do you say?” The doctor, barely keeping his composure, could

sporting an even stiffer smile than Nolan’s. “Ms. Whitney, he is in critical condition, but

now a tearful mess, was

then glanced at the pale but lucid man on the

she had only

to trick me! L, when did you

from sincere worry and tears. He felt a comforting warmth inside, glancing at the doctor. “My

Alas, you have to

the side, but hearing that

forlorn face, Ludwik looked away with a pale smile and said, “Push me there. What good is a wife who doesn’t care for

been following the drama, whispered among themselves, “She seemed to truly love her husband a moment ago, but now that he’s not dead, she’s changed

she’s worried she won’t get

a pit

man is so handsome. If I were her, I’d care for him the rest