Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 233

Whitney closed her eyes, a wave of exhaustion washing over her as she lay back on the hospital bed.

The test results were as expected; the medication from this morning was fine.

She shook her head wryly, a mix of sorrow and helplessness in her gaze as she looked at Ludwik. “You don’t believe a word I say, do you? That child is yours, and even if you don’t want

it, at least don’t let Elaine harm it!”

He did want his children; that was why he had brought her here. How could this damned woman understand his turmoil?

“Ms. Valentine, I’ve told you repeatedly that I would accept this child and raise it well. Why must you relentlessly accuse me?” Elaine glided into the room with a soft grace, casting a glance at the man before her thinly veiled sarcasm hit its mark.

“Perhaps you’re just upset and taking it out on the staff? The surveillance and medication are both fine. Ludwik has been patient with you.

Maybe you just want to leave, right? I heard your bestie cornered Felix last night inquiring about Bryce. You’re pretty concerned about him, aren’t you? Desperate to rush to his rescue?”

Ludwik’s eyes turned frosty.

So the claims about the medication and surveillance were all excuses?

Of course, her thoughts were consumed with saving Bryce; how could she contentedly remain here?

“Drop that fantasy of running off with him,” he snapped, releasing Whitney. “Stay put and behave!”

“This is all her design; why can’t you see that? I don’t want to stay here because it’s dangerous. Everyone is out to get me, don’t you understand?” Whitney said, grabbing his arm in desperation.

“Everyone is out to get you?” Ludwik looked at her with disdain. “It seems your paranoia is worsening.”

He could not let go of her; from the moment she woke up, she had been unreasonable and aggressive.

The doctor approached, speaking in hushed tones. “Based on last night’s evaluation, Mr. Lippert, Ms. Valentine is indeed showing signs of depression. This can lead to paranoia, extreme unrest, and even aggression.”

All the symptoms fit Whitney to a tee. Ludwik rubbed his temples, weary.

Staying here only meant endless quarrels, bringing nothing but displeasure.

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and left the room, disappointment trailing behind

to console him. “Ludwik, don’t be angry. She’s sick, after all. I’m not even upset with her accusations. Maybe you should stop visiting for

that perhaps he was a source of stress for her. That woman was impervious to reason and

He stormed off.

she taunted

a kidney to his mother, and I’m even accepting of his child. Poor thing, pregnant and powerless, trapped here and utterly alone. How does

hands clutching the bed sheets. Hindered by her pregnancy, she was almost defenseless. She despised

indeed designed to induce premature birth, but it’s

you. Do you think you can deceive everyone forever? If you don’t want anyone to know, don’t do it!” Whitney

for a moment, rattled by the

situation, even at death’s door. You’re locked in here, powerless to change anything.” Elaine’s smile was casual

the door closed, Whitney quickly looked up at the ceiling where the surveillance camera was situated.

of the kidney transplant rang

Tiana had given her, having

her whereabouts unknown, she needed to

with Ludwik, she had lost all hope; he was too

Tiana must have made progress on that girl at the

watch, her last card, she knew that every extra day she stayed put the

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kidney donation. Only then might Ludwik realize that

with the watch, Whitney finally caught a faint signal while hiding in

the silence. Overjoyed, Tiana exclaimed, “Whitney! Where are you?

is in danger. Ludwik doesn’t believe me. I need proof…”

cut out as the signal dropped.

she had a rough idea,

called after her, “Where

confessed everything. Elaine’s kidney donation was a sham, just as Whitney suspected. The organ transplanted into Natalie was sold by that girl, and I’ve

is evidence of Elaine’s dealings with Dr. Horatio,

causing organ failure. She’s kept quiet for her safety. Now, we’ll take

But Elaine never donated, did she? Such a vile woman; it’s