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 gaze transfixed on the

curt, a harsh edge in

hollow smile cracked Whitney’s lips. So his urgency to divorce her

bitterest of tonics, the cruelest

of

the Ether Cafe, when she had tampered with the divorce

Whitney called out.

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the distance, did Ludwik

biting wind, almost merging with the nearby

second, his

by her feet, “What

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

an eyebrow, a cold smirk on his lips. “New lady of the house

Whitney’s heart sank.

to new occupants in the house, or had someone new

sensing an opportunity, clung tighter to Ludwik’s arm, her gaze defiantly fixed

patience, Ludwik turned to open the door. “We’re divorced. Forget about

to disappoint, but we’re not divorced. I only signed

spun around, his eyes narrowing.

“Ms. Valentine, why are

Whitney ignored her.

“Check the papers if

expression unreadable, his brow clouded with loathing as he

“What’s your

angle now?”

Corporation, the billions, my bankruptcy, my mother’s

piercing Whitney’s heart. She endured numbly, letting

it brought

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

here. You still suffer from your condition, and I want to take care of you until you recover.

consider signing the divorce papers. Besides, with Elaine moving in, I’m even

have no right to speak of her! Your presence here is the biggest threat to her! Don’t you dare

palpable, his tone icy. “Leave now.

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