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…”

and listening to her heartfelt words with

anger subsided for a moment, but

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the hell did she mean by break

like a kitten, rubbing her tears on his arm. “But now I’m sure I like you. A man who would risk his life for me is worth falling for. Please hear me and respond, okay?”

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

had scared

close and

the future, said, “I’ll definitely bring our child into the world, and I probably won’t remarry. But

No,

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

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dead in

fickle woman, he questioned her, “Remarry? To whom?”

hoarse but clear. After a

was frantic, tears falling.

was wearing thin.

was at a loss for

at Nolan, and snorted, “This is your amazing idea. Wait until Bro gets

in desperation so they could make up, okay? He enjoyed the confession, but it suddenly becomes my fault at the mention

to console the grieving little woman. “Whitney, maybe Bro was moved by you, and his condition suddenly improved. Doctor, what do you say?” The doctor,

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

mess, was slowly catching

the pale

she had only

teamed up to trick me! L, when did you wake up?”

her an inscrutable look, her eyes red from sincere worry and tears. He felt a comforting warmth inside, glancing at the

doctor responded quickly, “Of course! Alas, you have

as she watched from the side, but hearing that L had to be admitted to the ICU, she

her forlorn face, Ludwik looked away with a pale smile and said, “Push me there. What good is a

in the hallway, who had been following the drama, whispered among themselves, “She seemed to truly

she’s worried she won’t get

a pit

nature of people. It’s such that man is so handsome. If I were her, I’d care