Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 622

Ludwik arched an eyebrow and turned to the servant, "Didn't you hear the lady? Go upstairs and bring down all the maxi dresses for her to choose from."

Whitney was speechless. "That's not necessary, just grab any one of them!"

These days, she had been cold and distant, but finally, she seemed to be making a request to him, which made Ludwik think she might be slowly coming to terms with her situation.

He cheerfully tickled the sole of her foot and complimented, "Honey, you've been sunbathing for days, and you're somehow glowing even more. Only I seem to have gotten a tan. Tell me, what's your secret? Hm?" Whitney had no interest in his sweet nothings.

"So, you like beach dresses, babe. I'll have someone order a bunch more right away."

Whitney thought, he's been in touch with the outside world all this time? Maybe there's even a helicopter on this island.

But she needed to find it.

"Ludwik, you said the Lippert Group is working on a chip project. Aren't you worried about it failing since you're always here, not working?"

Whitney asked, though she couldn't see his expression as she rested her head on his shoulder.

He never answered such probing questions.

"What do you want? For me to take a break from this island getaway to go back and manage the Lippert family's business, so you have a chance to escape?"

His voice deepened ominously.

Whitney fell silent.

"Don't worry, my current project is you! Since I've decided to take a holiday, I'm fully prepared. No need for your little brain to work overtime."

He concluded decisively.

Whitney looked down, disheartened.

Soon, they were on a yacht, arriving at a cliff overlooking the breathtaking Demon's Eye under the sunlight, its waters calm and mirror-like. The beauty and clarity of this forgotten corner of the world struck Whitney. If only her sons were with her, it would've been an unforgettable sight.

Only a man as audacious as Ludwik would dare to dive into the depths of Demon's Eye.

into the sea with the grace of a panther, mastering the waves

him whole. That way, she could escape, reunite with her sons, and not

heart ached at the thought of her sons grieving their

but he was

hand securing her waist to steady her. He looked into her eyes, both earnest and sad, and asked, "Do you wish me dead, my love? I saw the look in your eyes. Just nod, and I'll swim to

he released her, his fit body heading towards the center

splashed in

you wish me dead?" he asked again, his tender gaze filled with

water from her face, she retorted, "Do what you

He began to sink.

heart raced,

was out of

didn't wish you dead, I just hate you so much. Ludwik? Come back up. Stop

sea was still, and she screamed in

"Swoosh," suddenly, his familiar

behind her, his

the water, lifting

as the abyss, and kissed her passionately, "I can't die yet, not before you bear our daughter, my darling... Did you ory? Seems like, despite your hatred, you still care for me. Right now,

murmured, pleading and deeply

in the vastness around them, truly just the two

she didn't escape, would she be forever under his

heart coldly stated, I can't let go of

her towards the beach, her cheeks still flushed, feeling his

the vitality of a man in

to sustain an injury, Whitney worriedly glanced at her arm, the mark from a razor

deliberately fell into

"Ah..."

expression changed as he rushed over and dived in after her, "Whitney! How could you be so careless? If a wave

said, paler than before, pushing her ashore to examine her wound, endlessly kissing her forehead, "Your arm

while, realizing how tightly he held her, nearly suffocating her, she looked up, stunned by the

but with a stern look, asked, "Did you hurt yourself on purpose

heart skipped, fearing

face