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

because she had clumsily tried to smooth things over, which only played into Elaine’s hands, leading to an even bigger misunderstanding.

Elaine was going to play dirty, Whitney would leave no room for her to maneuver. She and L needed

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

to him? Playing the damsel in distress, right?” Ludwik mocked her bitterly, anger brewing.

his words; instead, she retorted with unusual calmness, teasing him, “Look at you,

Chapter 115

for yourself.”

and played the recording for him.

feelings was strictly off–limits for

The little fool had cleared things up

she was pregnant, which

covet a pregnant woman?

prodded his solid arm, “Are we good now, Mr. Jealous? I just did what any decent person would do and got him medical help. Please put yourself in my shoes.”

Ha

of business to discuss with him, flirting over dinner tables”

appease him for now, she silently rolled 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

face. He had not expected her to go

seem

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

her look so downcast, he huffed, “You’re sensible enough. I handle your gemstone issue. Whatever breach fee he

non–negotiable,” Whitney interjected, her brows furrowed in businesslike determination “I personally promised that, and it concerns my reputation as a

deepened but did not press her too much, “Just make sure you keep

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

watched her, his demeanor threatening, but she quickly turned to retrieve the groceries. “Are you going to eat

only know how to cook spaghetti?” He teased with a raised eyebrow, “Can you

Felix’s lips twitched.

even more annoyed, glaring at him. “Don’t worry, I’ll add extra vinegar. It’ll suit your sour jealousy

the tiny kitchen, Ludwik turned to Felix

Whitney supposed to

of pride. “Sir, a gentleman stays clear of the kitchen. I don’t know how to chop vegetables,”

to chop you,