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.

consumed him then, convinced

as she slowly opened her cloudy

awake?" Ludwik, snapped back to the present by

"You... you guys..."

daughter-in-law, she couldn't tell if she was dreaming or awake, her

examined her throat, feeling

for breath,

breathing, preparing to insert another needle, her gaze shifting complexly towards Ludwik. "Natalie's lost her voice due to blockages in her vocal cords and nerve degeneration in

with a cold, clear determination, "But do you trust

Natalie's awakening, his extreme sensitivity, and

It was as if a thorn

nodded, letting go, "Go

at him, Whitney proceeded with the treatment on

Natalie drink some water mixed with medicine from

and her mind clearer, Natalie tried to speak,

can talk?"

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

especially during her recent unconsciousness, she had pieced together the situation between her son and Whitney through snippets of

the root of the problem, hating herself

harm me. You have to understand... It was Elaine,

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, 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 knew she hadn't donated her kidney,

air, her anger making it difficult to

face frozen in

Natalie, helping her

of misunderstanding. You remember, don't you? That night in the meadow, I begged you, even if he

heart,

as she released all