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.

a clear space. The dim lights cast shadows over Ludwik's chiseled face, highlighting the deep, cold sheen in his dark eyes, burdened with worry and pain. "Whitney, whatever you think you saw,

time, slowly

was happening, she quickly averted her gaze and stood up. The alcohol made her sway as if her heart was being

move, just listen to me," Ludwik said, his long legs closing the distance between

She was drunk.

steady her pale arm. Her slender wrist was

her cold, desperate eyes

"Whitney-"

have your happy life and leave me

"Calm down."

"I am calm."

and steady. "You're saying the opposite. I can tell your

Don't try to fool me! I'm not blind; the timing of the pregnancy and birth matches up

fiercely, pushing him away with all

tightened as he pulled her closer, trying to soothe

him together with your

unable to

her trembling shoulders, his cold hands lifting her chin, trying to sober her up. His eyes were deep and dark, like a

her child into your life!" "She's

from you. That's the only thing." Seeing her

a bewildered mix of disbelief

child is yours! The baby carries your genes; she's the life you brought into this

as he spelled it out,

numb as

-

Her lips trembled. "...What?"

our daughter," Ludwik said, his large hand cupping her pale,

went blank, filled with shock and disbelief, staring at

what you're saying." She bit her lip fiercely, tears streaming

eight o'clock at

dozen bodyguards. He squinted, watching Bryce's car