Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1168

"In here! I'm here!"

Whitney shot up from her seat, nerves stretched as tight as a violin string. She practically stumbled over herself as she rushed to the doctor. "Did you get the bullet out?"

The doctor nodded, but his expression was grim. "We took it out a while ago. The problem is, he had massive internal bleeding on the left side. Damaged a lot of organs. Took everything we had to pull him through."

He gave her a pointed look. "Ms. Valentine, you really need to talk to Ludwik. He's reckless-never listens to the medical team. I heard he refused anesthesia on the way here. That cost us precious minutes to stabilize him in the ambulance!"

The doctor's tone was more scolding than comforting.

Whitney just nodded quietly, taking it all in. She knew Ludwik-knew how stubborn he could be. He'd been furious, probably because he'd cut Bryce down but hadn't managed to finish him off. That was Ludwik, always doing the impossible to set her mind at ease, even if it meant nearly getting himself killed.

As she stood there, lost in thought, the doors swung open and Ludwik was wheeled out of surgery. He lay there, tall frame covered with a sterile white hospital blanket, lips almost as pale as the sheet. He looked impossibly still-so quiet, like he was just sleeping.

wears off?" Whitney asked, her voice barely above

four hours, but with his stamina, he might wake up sooner," the doctor replied. "Go ahead and sit with him while we move

his. His palm was rough and cold, but his fingers were long and elegant-Ludwik's

settle Ludwik into the recovery

and let out a soft

nurse out, giving

alone, keeping vigil by

Sandy remembered meeting Whitney during the worst of her divorce from Ludwik. Back then, Florence had manipulated the situation, using Natalie's bone marrow

turned his wrath on Florence, just as Sandy expected. But trouble kept coming: Florence faked a pregnancy by stealing one of Whitney's embryos, dragging Whitney and Ludwik through heartbreak and endless misunderstandings. They both loved each other, but it always seemed like fate

After almost losing him tonight, Whitney must have

...

hours waiting for him to wake up, Whitney did nothing but sit quietly at his bedside, just as she had when they