Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 748

Hating him was better than him being absent from her heart, she reasoned.

At that moment, with a satisfied curve to his lips, he earnestly declared, "Whitney, I just want to tell you something I'm never giving up again. It was the thought of you that pulled me through the brink of death. From now on, I'll lead the Lipperts back to glory, and we'll topple the Patricks and beat Bryce at his own game.

I'm going to win you back from Bryce.

I love you, through life and death. I was wrong before, but I won't make the same mistakes again."

Ludwik enunciated every word, then turned to leave without lingering, his handsome silhouette breathtaking under the moonlight. His aura of strength and stability seemed to be woven into his very bones. Despite his injuries, he walked away with an air of grace and power.

Whitney watched him go, her mind a whirlwind.

What did he say? He's going to win her back from Bryce?

That devil... has he lost his mind?

A Lamborghini pulled up in front of her, and Shane, clearly impatient, honked the horn. "Everyone's gone. What, you're just going to stand there drooling?"

Whitney glared back at him. "Excuse me?"

Since when had she been drooling?

Shane tapped on the steering wheel, teasing, "Alright, change of topic then. What did he want to tell you? Did he realize after a brush with death that you're the most important thing to him and now wants to rekindle the romance or something?"

Whitney rolled her eyes, wishing Shane would just drive away. She'd think he had been eavesdropping if he hadn't been in the car.

Seeing her speechless, Shane wore a 'just as I thought' expression of gossip.

"So, what do you think? Getting back together or no?"

"Stop it. I'm a married woman, remember?"

got into the car, urging him to drive faster to avoid

nodded towards the roadside where Ludwik's tall figure walked alone, the moonlight casting his

was a neighborhood of wealth and grandeur, not a place

glanced over,

heart was now reduced to walking home from

Impossible. Where was Felix?

him a lift?" Shane asked, clearly

down, "Let's not. I don't believe he can't afford a driver. Maybe it's

Shane smirked and

couldn't help but look back, only to see the swiftly passing man, showing no pitiful longing to hitch a ride. He

the man collapsed

she was seeing things. She tapped Shane urgently, "Check the rearview, did Ludwik

slowed down. Seeing Whitney's conflicted face, he teased, "Going back

cunning.

just be

"Wait...!"

breath,

and we're the only ones around, the police might end up blaming

blushed, fabricating

to laugh, turned the car

posture still somehow elegant. His eyes were closed, his lips pale. "Ludwik..." Whitney sensed this

There was none.

Shane, hastily tying her hair back.

but remembering Whitney's medical knowledge,

revealed a dark

he was hit by a beam, might have inhaled debris,

isn't moving, could be

are two options: tracheotomy or mouth-to-mouth

tools for a tracheotomy. What are you waiting for?