Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 114

“No way, I appreciate him too,”

Bryce had no idea she was undercover when he saved her, and his chivalrous spirit was truly genuine.

Right then, Tiana snagged a call, “Got a gig, gotta jet. Oh my, Whitney dear, you do have a knack for romance-husband and lover in the same hospital ward. I’d love to dip my toes in your dramatic love life with two hunky dudes!”

Whitney smacked her playfully. “Shut it. Have you ever heard of loose lips sink ships“?”

Tiana covered her mouth, “True, Lis just too possessive.” She waved goodbye, reluctance in her eyes.

Whitney rolled her eyes, and soon Bryce emerged, his shirt sporting a fresh slash sewn up with several stitches. She felt sincerely sorry.

Bryce looked at her tenderly. “I chose to save you. You owe me nothing, and I don’t expect a reward.”

Whitney could not help but chuckle at his tone.

Compared to Bryce’s genteel generosity, that other guy was all about the life debt, narrow–minded, petty, cold, and domineering.

Whitney internally ranted, oblivious to her daydreaming.

Bryce gazed at her as she was lost in thought, gentle and delicate. She was not hurt; she cared for another man–which he had investigated.

A flicker of hesitation crossed his mind, but his eyes grew more intense as he solemnly called out, “Whitney

Valentine.”

Startled by her full name, Whitney looked at him curiously. Their relationship had not reached such familiar grounds.

He spoke in a low, frowning voice, “I knew about you long ago, probably when you were twenty. You were pitching for investments at a cocktail party for Skye Gem Ltd. I saw you from upstairs–you seemed so young yet bold. I wanted to ask for your business card but did not dare, fearful of being the old guy hitting on the young girl.”

Whitney was taken aback; at twenty, she was corporation and attending many functions.

just starting Skye Gem Ltd, helping Preston with the family

return home only to cross paths because you’ve

looked into what you’ve been through these past six months, and frankly, I don’t buy the gossip. I think you’re a good girl… But at that dinner, I saw you leave with a masked

was kept by a

I

must say I quite fancy you.” His towering figure radiated warmth, standing not

and cutting him off, “Mr. Lutz, I think you’re mistaken. The man with the mask, Mr. L, I’m dating him!”

marriage, Whitney was blunt, “I’m carrying his child, it’s not what

shocked, looking at her flat stomach.

disappointed you, I’m sorry. But I don’t

my best to your mother’s jewelry

cooling as he was still in shock

had not expected that he would

family’s turmoil, had

with that man’s child, could she really have feelings for

Whitney did not leave until

“Mr. Lutz, Im sorry, but I’m a bit busy 1 might not be able to visit

refusal was crisp,

between the lines, it seemed like fear

her leave, wordless.

but she feared L was upstairs, ready to misunderstand

time and gasped–it was already six

had darkened

had not called once. Was he holding back? Did

it because she ‘slandered Elaine, and

Whitney passed the reception and caught

assistant, but

eyes flickering. She had rushed into

lips; she was prepared for

at the nearby farmers‘ market, picking up fresh veggies and lean

of meat

buzzed in her pocket.