Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1003

Ludwik paced the sterile, cold hallways with heavy steps, his voice a mix of despair and urgency, "How's my baby doing? Doctor?"

The moment was grave. The baby, wrapped in a sterile cloth, lay motionless. Despite the doctor's attempts, she made no sound, an eerie silence enveloping the room. She was a tiny thing, just as Sammy had guessed, small enough to fit in Ludwik's palm.

Her skin was wrinkled and tinged with a shade of red, her tiny face barely distinguishable, her features scrunched together.

Her limbs, red and slightly blue, were curled up, possibly fighting for what little life was left in her.

"My child, what's happening to her?" Ludwik, clad in a sterile suit, was frantic, grabbing the doctor by the collar, his voice cold and demanding.

He dared not touch her, fearing she might crumble under his touch. This was his and Whitney's daughter, their first child, a baby who had already suffered too much.

save her! She can't die, or I swear,

in Germinia,

discovered the car accident in Berlidon's center and

doctor, his tone deadly, as

of Ludwik's relationship with the child, was visibly shaken, stuttering, "Sir, I'm doing everything I can... The baby hasn't cried, her pulse is weak, it's a bad sign. She's underweight, we need to

fearing Ludwik might be a criminal not allowing him to move the baby, then added, "The baby is in critical condition, it's a matter of life and death, we can't delay

tiny daughter, not daring to hold her, "You carry her, make sure she gets the care she needs, and don't tell

the hospital. But staying in Berlidon's finest hospital wasn't something Florence could have managed on her own, which meant her trip to Berlidon was linked to someone else. Ludwik also noticed the backdrop of the city center's car crash featured a grand building marked with

of this seemed like a

solely focused on his daughter's life