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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the room,

her accusations. Maybe you should stop visiting for a while? Let her cool off; it might even be better

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

He stormed off.

back to the ward, her face morphing into a cold smile as she taunted the

a word you say, and why would he? I’m the kind–hearted, gentle woman who gave a kidney to his

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

night–it was indeed designed to induce premature birth, but

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

rattled by the veiled threat in Whitney’s

in here, powerless to change anything.” Elaine’s smile was

the surveillance camera was situated.

rang alarm bells in her mind.

her coat for the watch Tiana had given her, having forgotten about it

confiscated and her whereabouts unknown, she needed to reach Tiana.

he was too trusting of Elaine to investigate anything. She would never find

true face. Tiana must have made progress on

her last card, she knew that every extra day she stayed put the child in greater danger.

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escape and expose Elaine’s sham kidney donation. Only then might Ludwik realize that her

finally caught a faint signal while

apartment, the signal from the watch broke the silence. Overjoyed, Tiana exclaimed, “Whitney!

baby is in danger. Ludwik doesn’t believe me. I need

Whitney’s words cut out

her computer for Whitney’s location. Once she had a rough idea, she grabbed her

“Where are you

organ transplanted into Natalie was sold by that girl, and I’ve got proof of

with Dr. Horatio, and

She’s kept quiet for her safety. Now, we’ll

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

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