Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 151

Bryce’s expression tightened, a shift flickering in his eyes.

Whitney shook her head, signaling there was more to be done. She continued to apply pressure to more points on his head while Bryce stood guard by the door.

It was not until 3 a.m. that Braxton miraculously regained consciousness!

The monitor beeped, rousing the Tarringtons, who had been dozing off in the waiting area. Braxton’s son immediately called for the doctor.

Seizing the moment, Bryce stepped out with Whitney as a flurry of doctors rushed into the room, astonished. “Braxton, you’re awake?”

A doctor quickly examined Braxton and found that the internal bleeding had stopped on its own, meaning Braxton could undergo surgery, offering a glimmer of hope!

In a corner of the corridor, Bryce’s phone rang incessantly. He looked at Whitney in disbelief. “You really did it?”

Whitney just shook her head, her expression still tense. “Braxton’s going into surgery soon. I’m worried about complications; I need to stay here.”

Bryce asked, “I need to attend to something urgent. Can you handle things on your own?”

Whitney tightened her mask and nodded silently.

Leaving Bryce behind, she stood vigil in the hallway, her focus unwavering on Braxton’s condition.

Three hours later, Braxton’s brain surgery concluded. The doors swung open, and a doctor emerged to congratulate the Tarrington family. “The surgery went smoothly; Braxton is out of danger!”

At that moment, Whitney’s cold sweat dripped down, and her heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled back into place.

Breathing deeply, her rapid heartbeat brought a moist glint to her eyes.

Ludwik was safe.

phone, she looked up the distance between the private hospital and South City Police Station, ready to head to

called, his tone strained, “Whitney, there’s a situation here, and I need you to come over. I think I’ve been set up. Bring your acupuncture

you?” Whitney’s grip tightened on her

voice.

Bryce, she could not

hailed a

At the hotel.

entered, she saw his tall figure slumped against a desk. His usually composed face was flushed abnormally, his gaze hazy. Trying to muster his energy, he grunted, “I was at

realized he had been set up because of his assistant’s absence. The business world was ruthless. People would use any means necessary

feet and headed for

and locked the

was startled and rushed to try the handle while Bryce joined in, kicking at the door. But their combined strength could not budge it.

face darkened as he quickly assessed the situation, looking at her regretfully. “Damn, I shouldn’t have involved you. I wanted your acupuncture to help me, but I didn’t anticipate

hurry to find Ludwik at

made a few more calls; his team in Banyan City was three

rose rapidly, his gaze on Whitney growing

ལྟརྫུ རྩ བྷཱུ ཌྷ 』

Lutz, stop moving. I’ll get the needles ready,” Whitney said urgently, dragging him toward the bathroom. “You look bad; I’m not sure if

Whitney realized

lunged, desperate with discomfort. “Whitney, I’m burning up, I… Get away! Stop with the

Whitney tried to

Bryce did not let her go; instead,

fell into the water, scattering

his breath scorching as he whispered, “Whitney,

Whitney cried, tears welling, prying her mouth free as his lips moved down her neck. She was pushed underwater, desperately reaching for a needle and finally jabbing it into

overpowering, and he continued

quickly found