Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 607

Blood stained his features, making him appear devilishly enchanting as if the very essence of the ceremony were being tainted red.

Bryce's face was a mask of disbelief. How had Ludwik survived out there?

"Who is that guy?" someone among the guests burst out with curiosity.

"Ludwik..." Keegan muttered darkly from his wheelchair.

A wave of shock and awe swept through the crowd.

That was Ludwik? The acclaimed golden bachelor of Emperor City, the most revered man in Harmonia?

"Oh my God, that's Ludwik! I saw his photo when he returned to the Lippert family, looked like a movie star. But in person? He's even more handsome!"

"I thought Mr. Lutz, the groom, was quite the catch, but next to Ludwik, he's hardly in the running. There really is such a thing as the most eligible bachelor..." "Would you keep quiet! The groom is right here," a lady hissed, pulling her daughter to silence.

"Did someone say Ludwik was the bride's ex-husband?"

The murmur of gossip reached Bryce, darkening his expression further.

Who could stand being compared on his own wedding day?

Bryce strode over to Whitney, pulling her close, shielding her.

Ludwik's gaze remained undeterred, fixed on Whitney, her radiant beauty accentuated by her stunning wedding dress, her skin fairer than snow, lips curved in a smile. She was his woman.

Yet here she was, calmly holding Bryce's hand, hiding behind him as if he were some kind of monster.

A sharp pang of pain seared through Ludwik, his eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty chill.

"Whitney."

He called out to her, reaching out a hand while the other slowly moved to his side, his voice firm, "Come with me."

It was a blatant challenge, stepping on Bryce's dignity.

Bryce's face turned an ashen hue, but he was quicker, drawing a gun and aiming it at Ludwik's head.

smile remained, though strained,

sent a wave of

slightly, "Bryce!

am I doing? It's clear for all to see. Someone's trying to steal my bride. I'm merely defending

you're here to ruin my wedding in Banyan City, then you're too late. Whitney is my

have me

showed disgust and coldness, hiding behind Bryce, silent. She didn't

in Ludwik's

voice was hoarse, laced with

video, Bryce had called

Now, she seemed content.

truly accepted Bryce in her

once, she

leading to their divorce. He remembered the divorce papers he hadn't wanted

go back three years and

Elaine to push

almost tearing his

you call her your wife? Have

"Unlike you, Ludwik, I wouldn't shamelessly impregnate her sister while

Whitney. We signed the papers this morning

you say

scoundrel, could never understand the commitment of 'till death

of hope in Ludwik's

on the big screen, the name 'Whitney' like a blade

tasted bitter; his

had actually signed the

thought she wouldn't rush into marriage, that

he

a month, she had completely moved on, even to the

brimmed in Ludwik's eyes, his

face pale as if he were a lost boy,

pinched her fingers, frowning

further pursuit just

made it clear, we're done. Let's

bitterly, "When? A month

ago when you aborted