Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 750

Despite his towering height that made her look absolutely tiny in comparison, Ludwik's doting demeanor resembled that of a giant Labrador hovering around her, a faint smile shimmering in the depths of his profound eyes.

Whitney couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, exasperated, "Have you no shame, Ludwik? Where's that aloof, domineering CEO vibe you used to have?"

"I've heard it said that when you're around someone you like, shame is the last thing you should hold onto. Pride, dignity - they're all just smoke in the wind. A true man knows when to be flexible."

Ludwik casually explained his relentless pursuit.

After some reflection, he had concluded that shamelessness was his best strategy to win Whitney back. Given her gentle heart and her repeated reluctance to push him away completely, he figured that persistence was key. Eventually, she'd have no choice but to let him stay.

A sly grin played on Ludwik's lips.

Watching his unwavering confidence, Whitney had no clue what he was plotting, only feeling more irritated, "How did that explosion not blast away that shameless face of yours?"

"To win back an ex-wife, one must shed all shame," he replied, his gaze deep and meaningful.

Was this man crossing the line?

Whitney found herself missing the cold, distant Ludwik of the past.

Frustrated, she walked into the emergency room lobby, needing to fill out the patient intake form.

Ludwik leaned against the reception desk, casting her a roguish glance while holding up his right hand, "Injured. Can't write."

"..." Once again, she found herself speechless.

She reluctantly took his temperature and filled out the form for him, then went to register.

as he watched her busy herself, eventually heading to the gastroenterology department for a stomach wash, while his arm and chest wounds required antibiotic infusions. After all

he couldn't bear to see her tired, "Whitney,

aback when Ludwik spoke into the phone, "Ashton, please drive

I'm not close with him. I'd rather take a

darkened as he apologized on his friend's behalf, "Whitney, he

you're not?"

might rob you on the way. As for me, I'll just stay here overnight. Oh, and about the medical bills you paid for me,

Who would bother with him

handsome and forlorn, sitting alone in the infusion room. The hospital was full, leaving him nowhere comfortable to rest his injured

you want to freeze here, that's your problem. And keep the money. Don't think I don't know you're

lips twitched, seeing through her, "No need to pay back means you don't consider me

a stranger?" Whitney realized

him coldly, "I'm just trying to avoid giving you a chance to get close. I'm leaving

don't want Ashton involved because you're worried about me being here alone..." "Have you no shame?" Despite her inner agreement, Whitney refused to admit it, her patience wearing thin, "Let go of me, or I'll really

if you insist on going alone, just text Ashton when you get home. If you don't, I'll have to ask Bryce if you made it," his concerned gaze not faltering. "Ludwik..." Whitney clenched her fist, finally relenting, "I'll text, okay? You don't need to bother

huff, her heels

slightly; persistence seemed to be working.

changing his cold demeanor for a woman, but if it meant winning back

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at Delight Mansion, Whitney sent a terse

came back: Good, get some rest. By the way, Sammy spent the day with my mom, along with Danny. They're probably still there,

"

reached the hospital, and

tossed aside her phone, washed up, and lay in bed. Despite her exhaustion,

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