Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 143

wasn’t raped, and you’re not happy?

Whitney, that’s just cruel. You were already in the wrong for sending her away. I indulged you. Don’t get too full of yourself. If you can’t forgive me over this trivial matter, then what? Do I really need your forgiveness?”

His face was a mask of icy pride.

Whitney sneered, her heart growing cold.

Yes, did Ludwik Lippert need anyone’s forgiveness? He was always the ruthless Mr. Lippert, and she had been foolish to be deceived, mistaking hatred for love.

That day in the office, she had said she only had one family left. And he had replied, “From now on, you have me.”

Was that a hint of remorse from him or just a flawless performance?

Whitney’s bloodshot eyes lifted to meet his, giving him one last chance. “Do you honestly not remember my grandfather, Faulkner Tennyson?”

Ludwik frowned, perplexed by her sudden change of subject.

He hadn’t yet disclosed his identity to her, and there had been some dealings between Imperial Gem Corporation and Skye Gem Ltd. in the past. He’d have to wait until she knew he was Ludwik Lippert, and then he’d explain.

His answer was the same as in the office. “I said I don’t know him. Why do you keep asking?”

felt drained of strength. If only he had admitted

But he hadn’t.

hollow laugh, resembling an empty doll, as she turned and walked toward the changing room,

Ludwik saw her getting ahead of herself and strode over with a frigid fury, snatching the

him any longer. She felt suffocated. “I’m going to stay with

a fuss over

yourself!” Ludwik spat out the words

weak voice came through. “I’m scared. I’m afraid

piercing, loud affirmation before

his car.

to pick them up, tears blurring her vision. She had heard Elaine’s voice and knew he would surely be at the hospital with her. Whenever they argued,

to move in, but what did she

was gone. Utterly gone.

memory in that house suffocated her. She longed to scream and confront him about the past, but she couldn’t risk not

uncle was disabled, and her grandfather had made him escape, knowing he

uncle needed her.

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it to be brutally

uncle had said she would have to

pain, Whitney couldn’t breathe. Her hand slowly moved to her belly, where the baby was

child? She wept