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 like the sovereign of the

way, she could

then her heart ached at the thought

a devil, but he

into the water, his large hand securing her waist to steady her. He looked into her eyes, both earnest and sad, and asked, "Do you wish

his fit body heading

Whitney splashed in

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

she retorted, "Do what you want, your life

He began to sink.

heart raced, unbelieving he'd

was

deepest center, she dared not follow. "Ludwik? I didn't wish you dead, I just hate you so much. Ludwik? Come

and

"Swoosh," suddenly, his familiar

was behind her,

in the water,

He turned her face towards his, his eyes dark 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

gaze lost in the vastness

didn't escape, would she be forever under

eyes, her heart coldly stated, I can't let

carried her towards the beach,

signifying the vitality of a man

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

towards the shore's rocks, and deliberately fell into the sea,

"Ah..."

careless? If a wave caught you, you'd be swept

wound, endlessly kissing her forehead, "Your arm is hurt! Guards,

she looked up,

arm gently but with a stern look,

skipped,

face tightly,