Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 243

Whitney was only worried about one thing – Sammy. She bent down, kissing her son with the utmost care, hoping not to reveal the secret that she was about to skip town. Her heart ached as she stood up, hastily packing her clothes.

“Sammy’s as sharp as a tack, too clever by half. I can’t take him back with me; he’ll be in your care for now, Yael.”

“You’re afraid… that man will find out and snatch him away, aren’t you?”

Whitney remained silent; that was indeed her greatest fear.

Yael sighed. Sammy was a chip off the old block, smart as his biological father.

To Whitney, he was as sweet as apple pie, but turn your back, and he was sly as a fox, a real handful. “I can’t promise I’ll be able to handle the little terror, but if anything comes up, I’ll give you a buzz.”

“Just keep an eye on his asthma. It generally doesn’t flare up, but be cautious all the same.”

“Yeah, your boyfriend booked your flight.”

Whitney’s mouth twitched in annoyance, correcting her once more, “Don’t call him that.”

“Sooner or later, it’ll be true. You need someone to rely on.” Yael did not know what Whitney used to be like, but these past three years, she’d become too cold and heartless.

Whitney, grabbed her suitcase, gave a casual wave, and thought to herself, “Why would I need anyone to rely on? I won’t drag any good people down with me again.”

Being heartless was her best weapon. Let the past drift away; let the villains seek their happiness? Sorry, but no. She was back!

Two days later, at the airport, Whitney stepped out in high heels.

The woman, hidden behind sunglasses, with her flawless skin and stunning figure, still caught the gaze of countless men.

A mature and graceful figure immediately approached her. “Whitney!”

Bryce’s eyes held a concealed wonder; she was even more enchanting than she had been three years ago, her figure as youthful as a maiden’s.

His gaze lingered on her legs beneath her trench coat, and a twinge of pain crossed his face.

“Are your legs okay? Aren’t you wearing too little?” he asked, a note of longing in his voice.

Whitney embraced him casually, nonchalantly replying, “It’s nothing.”

“Let’s get in the car.”

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and sat down quietly, an air of

the glossy surface to the weariness hidden beneath.

looked into the matter you asked about.

told Taryn that after three years, she would change the medication. That was one of

that child psychologist from Emperor City you wanted to find for Sammy. His condition isn’t serious,

not exactly serious, but Sammy had some issues with his personality – dissociative identity disorder. When it struck, his personality would

genetics and a lack of fatherly love. Warm–hearted normally, cold

his father, and she lied, telling him the man was dead long ago. Deep down, though, she knew Sammy

“It’s fine, Bryce. There’s no rush on this.”

what brings you back this

case. He said it could be the breakthrough I needed to save my

she

the mention of Orion, he glanced at the rear–view mirror, his brows furrowing as he

I

I know you have a lot

you’re after, you can count on me. I’ll

gaze and said nothing, only reaching down to pull out a box of pills. “These will keep

stiffened slightly. She was reminding him that she still felt guilty for

an accident, and we owe

I can do.” Whitney leaned back into

more, but the car radio suddenly switched to breaking news. “Skyfaith Electronic Tech’s Mr. Lippert has spent a whopping 800 million dollars on a

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and Mr. Lippert’s affection for Elaine is the talk of Banyan City. It seems their big day

then hesitated before saying, “It’s true. They’ve set a date

Whitney’s voice was calm, her body showing no

the sea, filled now only

smirked. “Quite surprising, dragging it on

them going to register the birth. Ludwik’s been off the rails

window,

effort to keep Sammy away, and then they had another? Laughable.

simmered, lurking in

I’m a bit tired. Wake me when we get to the apartment,” she said, closing her eyes lazily. Bryce could not help but notice the abrupt end to the conversation. She seemed not

Was she really?

once been cute and soft;

change for better