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

steadier as

awake?" Ludwik, snapped back to the present by Natalie, wiped the blood from her lips with his

"You... you guys..."

cleared and she saw her son and daughter-in-law, she couldn't tell if she was dreaming or awake, her weak smile betraying her

her throat, feeling around

for

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 the speech area of her brain. I

Whitney spoke were with a cold, clear determination,

since Natalie's awakening, his extreme sensitivity,

other son and Whitney were alive changed everything for Ludwik. It was as if a thorn in his heart had finally been removed; his feelings for Whitney

nodded, letting go, "Go

him, Whitney proceeded with the

carefully helped Natalie drink some water mixed with medicine from

soothed and her mind clearer, Natalie

you can talk?" Ludwik was

don't know if I have much time left... The misunderstanding between you and Whitney needs to be cleared." Natalie's voice was heavy with emotion,

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

hating herself for being unable to speak

voice filled with anger, "Three 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 events

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, 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

air, her anger making it

face frozen in shock as

helping her

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. I

that moment, Whitney's heart, stagnant for

over as she released