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

to cross paths because you’ve offended my mother.

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

thinking she was kept by a

I

towering figure radiated warmth, standing not far from her, his eyes soft.

pulled away, stepping back and cutting him off, “Mr. Lutz, I think you’re mistaken. The man with the mask, Mr. L,

her fake marriage, Whitney was blunt, “I’m carrying his child, it’s not what you think, I like him.”

looking

you. If I’ve disappointed you, I’m sorry. But I don’t want to cause any misunderstandings.

and will make sure to give my best to your

dimmed slight his gaze cooling as

he had not expected that he would be so

sheather being caught up in the Valentine family’s turmoil, had her life change so

she really have feelings

silently, and Whitney did not leave until his

the medical expenses, politely saying goodbye. “Mr. Lutz, Im sorry, but I’m a bit busy

refusal was crisp, her tone

the lines, it seemed like fear

watched her leave,

honest, but she feared L was upstairs, ready to misunderstand

helpless smirk, she glanced at the time and gasped–it was already six in

had

he had not called once. Was he holding back? Did he not know how

she ‘slandered

Whitney passed the reception and caught

assistant, but he disappeared quickly.

eyes flickering. She had rushed into the hospital with Bryce

smirk crossed her lips; she was prepared for such

the hospital she shopped at the nearby farmers‘ market, picking up

of meat

buzzed in her pocket.