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..

weigh down on Whitney, her gaze transfixed on the man she

respond? His answer was curt,

Whitney’s lips. So his urgency to divorce her was to promptly engage with Elainel

tonics, the cruelest of poisons, forced into her

of

endure. Back at the Ether Cafe, when she had tampered with the divorce papers, she had made

called

18:24 1

across the distance, did

in the biting wind, almost merging with the nearby shadows.

second, his

also noted the suitcase by her feet, “What are you doing here?”

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

on his lips. “New lady of the house

Whitney’s heart sank.

referring to new occupants in the house, or had someone

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

divorced. Forget about

not divorced. I only signed “Valentine, which invalidates the

his eyes narrowing.

darkened as she feigned concern, “Ms. Valentine, why

Whitney ignored her.

met Ludwik’s icy stare without fear. “Check the papers if you don’t

with loathing as he confirmed the single scrawled Valentine‘ on

“What’s your

your angle now?” he demanded.

the billions, my

like a blade, repeatedly piercing Whitney’s heart. She endured numbly, letting him scorn

it brought him

wish, which

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

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

speak of her! Your presence here is the biggest threat to her! Don’t

palpable, his tone icy. “Leave now.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255