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.

strained,

sight of the gun sent a wave of

expression changed slightly, "Bryce! What

Someone's trying to steal my bride. I'm merely defending what's mine.

to ruin my wedding in Banyan City, then you're

her, and you'll have

Whitney didn't waver, her face showed disgust and coldness, hiding behind Bryce, silent. She didn't even want to

gleam flashed in Ludwik's eyes, a cold laugh escaped him,

was hoarse, laced

video, Bryce had called her "my wife," and she

Now, she seemed content.

she truly accepted Bryce

she was his

he hadn't trusted Elaine Bartels, leading to their divorce. He remembered the divorce papers he hadn't

only time machines existed, he'd go back three years and start

Elaine to push his laboring wife

unbearable, almost tearing

smile twisted, "A wedding, and you call her your wife? Have

flinching, pointing towards the large screen behind him, "Unlike you, Ludwik, I wouldn't

this morning and today, she

you say the

scoundrel, could never understand the commitment of 'till death do us

last glimmer of hope in Ludwik's

big screen, the name 'Whitney' like a

tasted bitter; his towering

actually signed

wouldn't rush into marriage, that she hadn't fully accepted

foolish he had

on, even to the

brimmed in Ludwik's eyes, his expression

just go!" Whitney saw his face pale as if he were a

her fingers, frowning unwillingly, "This is

further pursuit just

it clear, we're done.

on? Done?" Ludwik laughed bitterly, "When? A month ago

ago when you aborted