Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 400

Downstairs, Danny was being shielded by Felix and shoved into the car. Nearby, two men were trading punches like a torrential downpour, tangled in chaos! Whitney dashed down the stairs...

Bryce took a hit, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of that fleeting shadow. His gaze hardened, and he quickly whispered to Ludwik, "Mr. Lippert getting cozy with his date at the cinema entrance-those photos must have really hurt Whitney, huh?" Ludwik froze. His anger surged, glaring at Bryce, "Did you show them to her?"

"Hah," Bryce let out a barely audible chuckle.

Ludwik's eyes darkened, and suddenly, like a madman, he rained down punches. Bryce just lay there, arms relaxed, offering no resistance, only managing to grunt softly.

"Bryce?" Whitney ran over, horrified to see Bryce bleeding from his mouth. Panic set in. Ludwik, atop Bryce, was like a raging lion, unleashing his fury.

"Ludwik, stop... Have you lost your mind? Why are you hitting him?"

Whitney feared that if the beating continued, it might be fatal. What could possibly drive Ludwik to such violence against Bryce? In her own front yard, causing such a scene, Whitney was furious and tried to pull Bryce away from the unstoppable assault, "Enough!" "Ludwik, stop it." She tried to pull him away.

"Are you scolding me for another man again? Hitting me?" Ludwik's eyes reddened as he looked up. This scene was all too familiar; three years ago, she had hit him over Simon Perlman. "Oh, feeling pity for him now?" His voice was icy.

"You are being unreasonable." Whitney bit her lip, "He came to see me. This is my front yard. What right do you have to beat someone up here?"

"Because he deserves it! He took those photos and showed them to you, provoking me earlier. Such a low-life man, and you still let him near you, are you blind?" Ludwik shouted angrily. Whitney was stunned.

I just got here and Mr. Lippert beat me up. Seems like he can't stand having any men around Whitney. Utter lawlessness." Ludwik's punch landed on Bryce's jaw as

photos were sent to me by Elaine, not him! What does Bryce have to do with

phone, her voice sharp, "The sender is Elaine, I'm not blind. Unlike you, Bryce wouldn't hurt me on purpose. Not like you, keeping an ex-wife hanging while moving on with a new love, and the ex-girlfriend using photos to torment the former

tears shone in the moonlight, sharp as knives, cutting deep into his heart. These

sender on the phone, his gaze

I'm the villain. Whitney, you're so naive... Couldn't he

a bath. And these nights, he's been 'comforting' you, hasn't he? No wonder you refuse to get

Whitney. Her head throbbed, her eyes clouded with tears she refused to let fall, and she exploded in anger, "Yes, I'm considering my options! Why should I get back with a man who's all over

replaying her words: forget it. Her defense of another man was a sharp sting to his heart. The cold moonlight cast down, his eyes a frigid gleam, his heart aching

tension finally eased, but her heart ached unbearably. She turned to Bryce, crouched down

head, helpless. "Maybe because I've been close to you, Mr. Lippert took an instant dislike to me, an

come to

happened to come by today to check on you, and about Sammy, I've been looking too, though not with

a smile, her mood sinking further,

He gently took her hand, his gaze tender, "Whitney, when you said you won't get back with him, were those words out of

photos and Ludwik's indifference towards Sammy, her heart

eyes softened, "It's good you've realized it. There's been too much between you two. I'll

know how to respond, only managing