Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1062 "But I saw it... Sammy was standing guard in the hospital room, even asking the doctors about the situation.

Maybe the baby girl was born sick, or else Ludwik wouldn't have rushed her to the hospital." "Something's not right here; the logic just doesn't add up..."

"I still believe it's not Florence's love child," Tiana tried to soothe Whitney, whose heart was on the verge of breaking.

Tears rolled down Whitney's cheeks as she forced a painful smile. "Then tell me, if it's not Florence's, which woman gave him a child?"

Tiana fell silent.

She furrowed her brow, thinking hard. There hadn't been any other woman around Ludwik.

Pregnancy...

A sudden thought flashed in Tiana's mind, and she blurted out, "Speaking of pregnancy, remember when Ludwik was obsessed with the idea that you were pregnant? He was hysterical and took you to the hospital for a check-up!

He was out of his mind, Whitney..."

"Whitney!" A deep, chilling male voice cut through the noise of the bar like a knife.

Whitney, holding her phone, slowly looked up, turning around.

Her tear-filled eyes met the tall, imposing figure of Ludwik standing at the entrance.

Her pupils trembled, and a fresh wave of cold tears streamed down her face, blurring her vision of his stern and deceitful features.

Whitney stood frozen, her gaze sharp and unyielding like a blade.

Ludwik's Adam's apple bobbed as he took a deep breath. He had turned back halfway and contacted the police to help find her.

It took two hours to track her to the bar.

He knew she must have lost control; otherwise, with her temperament, she wouldn't have come to drown her sorrows in a bar.

With a heavy sigh, he strode towards her, his presence so commanding that people naturally stepped aside.

moved away, leaving a clear space. The dim lights cast shadows over Ludwik's chiseled face, highlighting the deep, cold sheen in his dark

time, slowly

made her sway as if her heart was being tossed around in hell.

said, his long legs closing the distance between them. Whitney quickly stepped

She was drunk.

frowning deeply, and immediately reached out to steady her pale arm. Her slender wrist was

her cold, desperate

"Whitney-"

have your happy life and leave me

"Calm down."

"I am calm."

his voice low and steady. "You're saying the opposite. I can tell your eyes are swollen from crying.

I'm not blind; the timing of the pregnancy

him away

pulled her closer, trying to

with your daughter and

and despair, unable to control the humiliation burning within

her trembling shoulders, his cold hands lifting her chin, trying to sober her up. His eyes were deep and dark, like a stormy sea. "I'm not proud; I'm tormented day and night!

and her child into your life!" "She's not a love child, Whitney. You can't say that about

thing." Seeing her slipping from his grasp, Ludwik's eyes darkened, his voice turning cold and commanding. His words froze

mind a bewildered mix of disbelief and irony. "What pregnancy? Now you're

baby carries your genes; she's the life you brought into this world! She's our

with anger and sadness as he spelled it out, his eyes a bright

her body going numb as if

-

Her lips trembled. "...What?"

daughter," Ludwik said, his large hand cupping her pale, beautiful face, his lips close to her ear,

filled with shock and disbelief, staring at him

saying." She bit her lip fiercely, tears

the airport, eight

with the Lippert family's dozen bodyguards. He squinted, watching Bryce's car parked