Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 115

After hanging up the call, Ludwik’s fingers released the grasp on the blanket, and his taut muscles seemed to relax instantly

Felix watched him silently, noticing that the man seemed to let out a sigh of relief.

His lips twitched in amusement. Mr. Lippert’s face might as well have had it written all over it: “Thank goodness my wife still wants to talk to me.”

He had been enduring all day, yet he still played the cool card and ordered Whitney around. It was pretty amusing.

Whitney hurried back to the hospital room, grocery bags in hand

As her hand pushed the door open, the man’s gaze instantly shifted away, his face turning cold.

“Hmph,” he snorted with a low, chilly hum.

Whitney’s heart fluttered with insecurity, uncertain if the bodyguard had spilled the beans about her going undercover. She held up the groceries as a peace offering. “You hate hospital food, right? I went to the market and got these to cook for you. That’s why I was late”

Ludwik narrowed his eyes suspiciously. She was visibly upset with him this morning for not trusting her, and now she was being so nice?

“Stand still. What have you been up to behind my back?” His gaze was sharp as a scalpel.

Whitney’s shoulders slumped. Rather than wait for the bodyguard’s report, she rushed to confess in a low voice, “The police contacted me to go undercover for a bit. I figured you and I are in danger as long as the criminals are out there. I thought it’s better to…

“Whitney!” Ludwik’s chest heaved with concern, immediately checking her over, “Damn it, are you hurt?”

His urgency and worry made Whitney feel a sweet warmth in her heart. She shook her head honestly and even twirled to show she was unharmed. Tm perfectly fine.”

She paused, then said, “But…”

“But?” Ludwik’s voice was icy, demanding that she finish her sentence.

That was when Whitney put down the groceries and stepped closer to him. She stood up straight, facing the man whose chilly gaze was scrutinizing her, and admitted with a hint of fear, “But, I happened to run into Mr. Lutz. He thought I was really in danger and came to my rescue. He got hurt, so Tiana and I took him to surgery. It was just a minor injury.”

Since she had already seen Elaine’s assistant, she figured it was better to come clean herself.

was changing

clumsily tried to smooth things over, which only played into Elaine’s

was going to play dirty, Whitney would leave no room for her to maneuver. She and L needed to build trust; the more she shared,

her words dropped, silence fell, and the man’s face grew stormier by

afternoon offering yourself to him? Playing the damsel

by his words; instead, she retorted with unusual calmness, teasing him, “Look at you, getting jealous over nothing… Don’t misunderstand.

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for yourself.”

out her phone and played the recording for

part where Bryce confessed his feelings was strictly off–limits for this jealous lion.

frosty. The

Bryce that she was pregnant,

high–profile man would covet

he pursed his lips and put away his phone, then she prodded his solid arm, “Are we good now, Mr. Jealous? I

Ha

of business to discuss with him, flirting over

her eyes in her mind, then spoke with a touch of sadness, “Fine, I’ll compromise. If you can’t accept me working with him, I’m willing to give up Skye Gem’s gemstone deal for you, even though

not expected her to

seem rather petty.

nearby, felt Whitney had been accommodating enough to Mr. Lippert, who was

so downcast, he huffed, “You’re sensible enough. I handle your gemstone

businesslike determination “I personally promised that,

too much, “Just make sure you keep your distance

Lutz and Perlman.” Whitney pouted as if she could recite

she quickly turned to retrieve the groceries. “Are you going

teased with a raised eyebrow, “Can you even

Felix’s lips twitched.

at him. “Don’t worry, I’ll add extra vinegar. It’ll

the little lady move skillfully into the tiny kitchen, Ludwik turned to Felix and commanded,

what, then, was Whitney supposed to do?

assistant, he was a man of pride. “Sir, a gentleman stays clear of the kitchen.

do know how to chop you,