Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 388

"Lay her flat, Ludwik, on her back!" Whitney shouted at him.

Obligingly, though somewhat slow, Ludwik did as he was told, kneeling anxiously by his mother's side, cradling her head in his hands.

Whitney swiftly broke open a pack of syringes, quickly inserting one into Natalie's head, right at the carotid artery.

Then, she pried open Natalie's mouth with a stick, stacking her hands and pressing down heavily onto Natalie's chest.

With each push, she gritted her teeth, putting all her might into it.

Under the dim light, Ludwik, in a daze, looked over at the woman working meticulously. She was as determined as she was delicate, her clear, powerful eyes showing a mix of compassion and resolve. Despite her slender frame, her hands wielded such strength in this moment of emergency...

Before long, Whitney was sweating profusely.

Ludwik bit his lip, wishing he could offer his help, knowing his strength would be beneficial.

But he feared his lack of precision.

Suddenly, Natalie jerked forward, spitting out a mouthful of dark blood.

It was black.

Whitney let out a sigh of relief. "The congestion in her lungs has been cleared. She can breathe normally now."

Ludwik froze, the sight of the black blood eerily familiar.

Three years ago, Elaine had shown him a video on the night Whitney supposedly kidnapped his mother, where she also spat black blood.

then, convinced Whitney was

steadier as she slowly opened her

Ludwik, snapped back to the present by Natalie, wiped the blood from

"You... you guys..."

and she saw her son and daughter-in-law, she couldn't tell if she was

gently examined her

overjoyed yet struggling for breath,

complexly towards Ludwik. "Natalie's lost her voice due to blockages in her vocal cords and nerve

spoke were with a cold, clear

extreme sensitivity, and the turmoil in his eyes all

for Ludwik. It was as if

go, "Go

proceeded with the

helped Natalie drink some water mixed with

soothed and her mind clearer, Natalie

talk?"

as she explained, "Listen to me. I don't know if I have much time left...

unconsciousness, she had pieced together the situation between

knew the root of the problem, hating

years ago, Whitney didn't harm me. You have to understand... It was Elaine, it was her...!" Natalie's breathing became labored as she recounted the

and sick, carried me down the mountain herself. But on the way down, weakened as we were, Elaine ambushed us. Elaine took me away, knocked Whitney unconscious, and no one noticed! After taking me down the mountain, she injected me with a large dose of poison,

her anger making it difficult

face frozen in shock as the reality sunk

immediately attended to Natalie, helping her breathe and drink

clutched Whitney's hand, her eyes brimming with tears, "My dear, I was unconscious that night, unable to explain to Ludwik, leading to three years of misunderstanding. You remember, don't you? That night in the meadow, I begged you, even if he wrongs you time and again, to bear him a child and care for him.

that moment, Whitney's heart, stagnant for three years,

welled up in her eyes, eventually spilling over as she released all the pent-up grievances, helplessness,