Chapter 179

“It’s no trouble at all, taking care of you is my duty.” Ludwik was a man of few words. Elaine gave him a soft smile, her heart swelling with happiness. “Thank you, Ludwik!” He opened the car door and helped her in like a true gentleman.

Under the cloak of night, the Bentley glided smoothly towards their suburban mansion.

Throughout the ride, Ludwik was silent, his presence aloof and weary, yet undeniably charismatic.

Elaine stole a glance at the taut muscles beneath his crisp shirt, her eyes alight with fervor and triumph. Clenching her fists, she thought to herself, “Whitney, you’ve been utterly vanquished. This man now belongs to

me!”

Just as she was basking in her smug thoughts, the Bentley came to a halt outside the villa.

The darkness of the night was pierced by the pale glow of streetlights, illuminating the ornate, wrought–iron gates.

As Ludwik assisted Elaine out of the car, her peripheral vision caught sight of a figure standing beneath the gates–it was Whitney!

She was bundled up in a thick parka, a visible bump in her midsection, with a small suitcase at her feet. Elaine’s eyes narrowed with venom as she glared at Whitney.

She appeared stiff from standing too long, her head bowed and body shivering from the cold.

Elaine quickly snuggled closer into Ludwik’s embrace.

Feeling her move, Ludwik looked down with a frown. “Are you cold?”

“I’m freezing, Ludwik,” Elaine said with a feigned frailty, shivering for effect.

Ludwik removed his coat and draped it over her with careful attention, then took her by the wrist. “We forgot your wheelchair; take it slow.”

“Thank you, Ludwik.” Elaine’s voice was tender and sweet.

Her saccharine tone, filled with joy, caught Whitney’s attention, causing her to look up.

She saw the approaching pair, almost entwined in each other’s arms.

Ludwik was holding Elaine’s hand, their posture intimate and caring.

Elaine caught Whitney’s shattered gaze and, with malicious delight, asked, “Ludwik, were you serious about what you told my parents? That we’re getting engaged?”

Whitney overheard..

to weigh down on Whitney, her

respond? His answer was curt, a harsh edge

cracked Whitney’s lips. So his urgency to

of tonics, the cruelest of poisons, forced into her mouth.

robbed her of

at the Ether Cafe, when she had tampered with the divorce papers, she had made a decision.

Whitney called out.

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across the distance,

stood in the biting wind,

paused for a split second, his

suitcase by her feet,

home. I’m moving back in, Whitney stated with forced

eyebrow, a cold smirk on his lips. “New lady of the house have moved in.”

Whitney’s heart sank.

house, or had someone new moved

clung tighter to Ludwik’s arm, her gaze defiantly

“We’re divorced. Forget about any inheritance, and your belongings will be

divorced. I only signed

spun around, his

“Ms. Valentine,

Whitney ignored her.

stare without fear. “Check the papers if you don’t

did, his expression unreadable, his brow clouded with loathing as he confirmed the single

“What’s your

now?”

my bankruptcy, my mother’s condition.

blade, repeatedly piercing Whitney’s

only it brought him solace.

sole focus was Natalie’s last wish, which she vowed to fulfill, no

suffer from your condition, and I want to take care of

Besides, with Elaine moving in, I’m even more

no right to speak of her! Your presence here is the

fury was palpable, his tone icy.

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