Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 169

In Natalie’s hospital

Elaine had been moved to the adjacent intensive care unit. Ludwik had hired the best private nurse for her.

The man himself, Ludwik, sat alone by his mother’s bedside, a silent sentinel for over four hours.

No one knew what turmoil churned behind his stoic facade.

As dusk enveloped the city, Parker and Nolan strode into the sterile room.

Ludwik looked up, his eyes weary as he extended a hand.

Parker approached, “I got the surveillance footage from the coastal villa and the intersection where Keegan snatched Natalie”

Ludwik, clinging to a shred of sanity, needed to see the damning evidence of Whitney’s betrayal, even after he had expelled her from his life

But reality was a cruel mistress. The villa’s nearby camera had captured Whitney being rescued by Keegan’s assistant and whisked away into the night.

And just a half–hour before, Keegan had kidnapped Natalie from the roadside.

After viewing both pieces of footage, a tired, hollow laugh escaped Ludwik. He waved them off, “Call Taryn in

here.”

When Taryn entered, Ludwik’s voice was low; “Did you hear the entire call Keegan made to my mother that day? What did he say?”

Taryn recounted with painful accuracy, “Keegan baited her with Whitney… said her child was at risk of miscarriage, refusing treatment. Natalie, worried for her grandchild and unable to reach you, hastily left the villa with me and a driver, only to walk into a trap.”

Why had he been unreachable? He’d been detained at the police station.

leaked from the

obvious?” Ludwik’s laugh was bitter now.

at those very parties; now she wielded those memories as weapons to tear

heart.

“Why can women be so cruel? My mother’s frail, and yet, Whitney pushed her towards renal

the best care, my mother’s brain damage leaves

his eyes glistened with unshed tears. In the presence of a mother, every man is

Natalie was so full of life, laughing over the phone. She’s clung to life for your sake, knowing how alone

a warm home, a loving wife and child. All lies. Instead, I harbored a viper,

slipped from Ludwik as he closed his eyes, his voice icy, “Throw Keegan in jail, no trial, life without parole. Hand over the rest

was clear he meant for Whitney to

caught sight of Ludwik’s trembling hand. His face paled, and he nudged Parker, whispering.

10-20

unnervingly calm since he slapped Whitney. This

should call

commanded, too

and Nolan

that night, two officers entered Whitney’s hospital room.

was jolted awake, groggy and confused.

her, visibly shaken, “Officers, may I help

attorney has submitted evidence to the authorities. On the night of

her to jail; he would never forgive

and at risk of premature labor. She can’t

out to consult with a doctor. Returning, he said, “We’ll take your statement here. Please explain everything that

her knuckles white, recounted everything

Whitney faltered, barely able

sentenced tonight, life without parole. He wanted to see

Keegan hadn’t been directly responsible for Natalie’s state. It couldn’t be

so soon.