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 to

as she slowly opened her

to the present by Natalie, wiped the

"You... you guys..."

she couldn't tell if she was dreaming or awake, her weak smile betraying her

her

struggling for breath, attempted to

complexly towards Ludwik. "Natalie's lost her voice due to blockages in

next words Whitney spoke were with a cold, clear determination, "But do

sensitivity, and

Whitney were alive changed everything for Ludwik. It was as if a thorn in

nodded, letting go, "Go ahead,

look at him, Whitney proceeded with the treatment

Whitney carefully helped Natalie drink some water mixed with medicine

her mind clearer, Natalie tried to

you can talk?" Ludwik was

Natalie, sighing, immediately grasped his hand, her breathing labored as she explained, "Listen to me. I don't know if I have much time left...

had pieced together the situation

the problem, hating

didn't harm me. You have to understand... It was Elaine, it was her...!"

away, knocked Whitney unconscious, and no one noticed! After taking me down the mountain, she injected me with a large dose of poison, causing renal failure overnight, making my life worse than death. She secretly took me to the hospital, where, over three days, she first removed my failing kidneys and then transplanted a new one. I was somewhat conscious after the surgery. I

gasped for air, her anger making it difficult

paralyzed, his face frozen in shock as

attended to Natalie, helping her breathe and

to Ludwik, leading to three years of misunderstanding. You remember, don't you? That night in the meadow, I begged you,

Whitney's heart,

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