Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 180

Whitney knew the bitter truth – Ludwik didn’t trust her anymore. Her belated affection was lighter than air in

his eyes.

“Elaine, come in!” Ludwik called from the living room doorway.

“Ludwik, wait, let me have a word with Ms. Valentine,” Elaine said, approaching Whitney with a hypocritical

smile,

The living room door closed with a click, and Elaine’s facade immediately darkened, her voice dripping with malice in the dead of night.

“You see, Ludwik swallows every word I say, while he can’t stand the sight of you. Did you hear that? We’re getting engaged! That’s why he’s in a rush to divorce you and kick you out. Don’t you get it?

Clutching at straws to win him back even though you’re staring down a police investigation for that kidnapping? Maybe a few years behind bars will teach you to stay in your lane.”

As Elaine reached for her phone to make good on her threat, Whitney slapped it out of her hand and followed with a stinging slap across Elaine’s face.

No more words were wasted.

Elaine, caught off–guard, clutched her reddening cheek, unprepared for Whitney’s sudden lash out.

“How dare you hit me? You wretch!”

Whitney replied calmly, “I’d think twice about framing me. The deeper the police dig into that kidnapping, the more your dirty secrets will come to light.”

Elaine’s face turned ashen.

Whitney’s smirk grew colder. “You’d best make sure the police keep me out of it.”

“This slap is for the night you stepped on my child, causing it distress!”

As for the rest, Whitney would repay in time.

and to reveal Elaine’s venomous

her eyes. “Don’t get in my way, Elaine. If Ludwik’s

face was a stormy

had hit a nerve. Despite Elaine’s efforts, including secretly consulting top foreign psychiatrists, Ludwik’s insomnia persisted.

of medicine. “This will

sneered, hatred flickering in her eyes. “But Ludwik loathes you. He won’t let

you can endure me sharing his bed every night while you’re left

echoed, Whitney’s hand marking

you lost your mind?” Elaine gasped, her face a mix of disbelief and brewing storms. Then, feigning tears, she whimpered,

victim. I don’t mind adding to

on her

forgiving mood. A smart woman

deal with you. I’ve got

A barefoot person

the cold night then. There’s a storm

mocking laughter trailed behind her as she entered the house, leaving Whitney

came alive, warm and bright as before, but none of it belonged to Whitney

o’clock, Whitney saw the light in their former master bedroom switch on. Through the sheer curtains, she saw Ludwik’s tall silhouette,

and L, sharing the same

into her palms.

Was Ludwik really

engulfed Whitney as she watched.

master

his gaze as cold and deep as the ocean floor.

stood close behind

vicious satisfaction flickered

your sanctuary with her.

equipment, Ludwik said, “They say you need extra care

memories of you and her,”

gaze darkened. “What use are such memories?

to