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.

her phone, she looked up the distance between the private hospital and South City Police

Bryce 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

what’s wrong? Where are you?” Whitney’s grip tightened on her phone, alarmed by the

voice.

by Bryce, she could not abandon him now.

she hailed a

At the hotel.

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 a socializing event here, and someone from a rival company spiked my drink. I’m

because of his assistant’s absence. The business world was ruthless. People would

helped him to his feet and headed for

and locked the

handle while Bryce joined in, kicking at the door. But their combined strength could not budge

situation, looking at her regretfully. “Damn, I shouldn’t have involved you. I wanted your acupuncture to help me, but I didn’t anticipate their next move. They’re

anxious; she was in a hurry to find Ludwik at the station, and

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

rose rapidly, his gaze on Whitney

རྡཀྲཱ ༠ ལྟརྫུ རྩ བྷཱུ

the needles ready,” Whitney said urgently, dragging him toward the bathroom. “You look bad;

her wrist, and Whitney realized her mistake in touching him.

as he lunged, desperate with discomfort.

tried to

did not let her go; instead, he knocked her

cold splash shocked Whitney into stillness as her needle kit fell into the water, scattering the silver needles. While

against the tub’s edge, his touch feverish, his breath

Lutz! Snap out of it. This is not right!” Whitney cried, tears welling, prying her mouth free as his lips moved down her neck. She was pushed underwater, desperately reaching for

strength was overpowering, and

the tub, quickly found another needle, and