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.

hospital and South City Police Station, ready to head to

you to come over. I think I’ve been set up. Bring your acupuncture

wrong? Where are you?” Whitney’s grip tightened on her

voice.

by Bryce,

hailed a cab.

At the hotel.

to Bryce’s room. As she 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 a socializing event

up because of his assistant’s absence. The business world was

helped him to his feet and headed for

outside slammed and locked the door!

the handle while Bryce joined in,

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 their next move. They’re

to find Ludwik

a few more calls; his team in Banyan

temperature rose rapidly, his gaze on Whitney growing intense.

ལྟརྫུ རྩ བྷཱུ ཌྷ

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

he pulled her wrist, and Whitney

large frame pinned her against the bathroom wall as he lunged, desperate with

tried to

Bryce did not let her go;

stillness as her needle kit fell into the water, scattering the silver

his breath scorching as he whispered, “Whitney, I like you.

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

was overpowering, and he continued his

tub, quickly found another needle, and applied it, turning