Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1002

"Ludwik, just get over it, I'm not having this baby!" Florence struggled fiercely.

He had found her. If she gave birth to this child, there was a good chance he would kill her!

She had just found Parisa, her plans were not yet in motion, she hadn't had her revenge, how could she just die like this?

This child, she couldn't let him have it alive.

Florence's eyes darted coldly, a touch of madness crossing her face. She turned, grabbing the fruit knife from the nightstand, and pressed it against her belly, her voice hoarse with threat, "Ludwik, get this straight, your baby's inside me. I decide whether it lives or dies. This is Whitney's baby, can you bear it?"

"If the child dies, do you think you'll live? I'll chop you up and cook you."

Ludwik's cold eyes narrowed, his terrifying demeanor was no joke.

Florence's fingers trembled, the knife pressing against her belly. The most important thing now was to save her own life. This terrifying man had come for the child; she had no choice but to hand it over. But she had to negotiate for her own life.

She also feared he'd realize something, she couldn't let him stay too long, to avoid running into Parisa!

Florence, shivering with fear, spoke harshly, "I can have it, but you have to promise not to take my life. Take the child and leave immediately, stop bothering me!"

Ludwik didn't utter a word, as if she was telling a joke.

Florence, driven to madness, pressed the knife deeper, "Agree to my terms! If you don't, I'll end it now, and no one gets anything!"

Her white maternity dress stained red, Ludwik's icy eyes narrowed as he snatched the knife from her hand.

Florence, backed into a corner, tried to stab herself in the belly.

Ludwik slapped her across the face, sending her tumbling, the knife now in his hand, pointed at Florence's throat.

with me?

was too scared

and keep it quiet!" Ludwik barked

nanny, terrified, immediately ran

hospital to catch him, catch him!" Florence

turning back with pity, "Ms. Sheldon, just have the baby, for heaven's sake. It hasn't had a single good day in your belly. Since it's not yours, return it to its rightful owner,

nanny, knowing she wouldn't

soon a foreign doctor followed the nanny

the room, the doctor looked surprised, his

knife at the doctor, his expression fierce, whispering in German, "Shut up, don't say

start dilating soon. This man has explained to you, the baby is premature and has been injured, I cannot guarantee the baby's life." Ludwik's heart

survives, or you'll be the one dying," he stated clearly, his handsome eyes devilish,

The doctor turned pale!

not

the most powerful person, she violently shook her head, resisting. Ludwik's gaze turned cold as he eyed her belly, a flash of pity crossing his

hurried to prepare the operating table in the next

Medical main buildings, equipped with a

assigned her were not around; she was at the man's mercy. Thrown onto the operating table, the

parting lightly, "Local anesthesia for the belly, don't harm my child. As for this woman, make her suffer as much as possible." "What? No, I won't... Ludwik, you devil, you villain!" Florence, who had never given birth, could imagine the agony of being cut open, unbearable for any normal person.

standing tall at one side, the stark lighting casting a sharp

of humanity, his voice filled with rage and pain,

Florence, dying would

have anticipated my revenge, cesarean! Let her taste the agony of being carved

elegant voice was terrifyingly calm,

too frightened to protest, couldn't administer enough anesthesia, only affecting the belly

sliced through Florence's delicate skin,

could Ludwik find a semblance