Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 175

Ludwik’s eyes flashed with a second of shock before plummeting into the abyss of rage.

He grasped her slender neck with an icy grip, pinning her against the wall anger lending him a violent edga

Through gritted teeth, he seethed, “Even with death breathing down your neck, you show no remorse, pushing every mistake onto Elaine ”

Shaking his head with a cold laugh, he declared, “Whitney I won’t believe another word you say. Tve paid my dues.”

Whitney stared blankly, tears streaming down her face as he abruptly withdrew his hand as if touching her was

akin to filth.

The pain in his eyes, those words Tve paid my dues, utterly defeated her

What could she say? He didn’t believe her, stubbornly choosing to trust Elaine’s feigned warmth, now his sole comfort.

He had no trust left for her.

“Felix, take her away. From now on, unless I say otherwise I dont want her within my sight!” he commanded, pressing his temples fiercely

Felix hurried in, awkwardly pulling Whitney away. “Miss Ms. Valentine, please Mt. Lippert’s just starting to get better, don’t provoke him further.”

her aching belly, she bit her lip till it bled,

the wall,

her sweater bulging cody and

in a corner clutching a shapeless bag. stuffing its contents into her mouth, choking on tears and coughs in self

the deep wounds she’d inflicted on

cookies, she sobbed, he told me last night how he loved the ones his mom made, but now

emotions in turmoil, saw Tiana with medical staff, helping the

found Mr. Lippert, weakened after his outburst

Valentine near your room early this

generously, “Ludwik, I was busy treating you all night, I didn’t notice if anyone was at

at me?” Ludwik’s features

Yet, she showed no remorse, casting Elaine as the scapegoat. He was at his limit

by her too?” Ludwik glared at Felix, dismissing he words. I hear

and what Whitney had said to him, but fearing it might remind Ludwik of

but Ludwik insisted on leaving, aware of

hospital, Elaine ordered her assistant Jaxon to erase the

sleep, received a taunting text from Elaine. Unfazed, she replied indifferently

weakly, penning a list of herbs, “get these made into pills and somehow

the request, Valerie arrived, concern etched

weary from the relentless

much Ashton and his crew tried to shield it, the reporters got wind of Mr. Lippert’s mental breakdown, and now it’s all over the news. Ludwik Lippert, once a titan of Banyan City’s business world,