Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 1055

"You turn into a ghost when you're working, completely cut off from your phone like you're in some deserted island.

Didn't I remind you last night to sweet-talk Whitney a bit?

Your eyes seemed like you wanted to, but there was the whole deal with stabilizing Inko Group. Now that you have a moment, give her a call, for Pete's sake."

Ludwik picked up on this, already intending to do so, "No need for your nagging."

He hadn't touched his phone all night. Lifting his eyelids, he checked his messages.

Sammy had sent him a text: [Dad! Mom's back at Delight Mansion, so we decided to sneak over to see our sister today. I'll be extra careful!

Remember to have Uncle Shane open the ICU for our sister, and send over the specialists. I want to know how her treatment's progressing.]

Ludwik furrowed his brow. Why had Whitney gone back to Delight Mansion?

Reading Sammy's message, his eyes darkened slightly. His long fingers typed back to his son, "Shane will handle it. But why did your mom go back?"

Sammy replied: [...I might've ticked her off.]

Ludwik: [?]

[Sorry, Dad. Mom's been really on our case, and I think she didn't believe what I told her.]

Ludwik started to piece together his son's intent. Sammy cared deeply for his sister and wanted to be by her side.

His thick eyebrows knitted together. [If she's suspicious of something, don't make any rash moves! Have you set off already?]

[Yeah. I'll be careful, I have a plan.] Sammy responded confidently.

As the chat window closed, Ludwik's gaze drifted down, noticing a missed call in his contacts.

It was from Whitney!

His face changed slightly as he quickly checked the time—it was 11 PM last night.

What could she have wanted at such an hour?

A flash of regret crossed his eyes.

He had deliberately ignored her call that day, and he hadn't been home for days. She must've been frustrated. She finally reached out, and he missed it...

Lost in thought, he swiped to call her back immediately, his brow furrowed.

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Whitney was driving when her phone suddenly rang. Glancing at the dashboard, she recognized the number instantly.

It was Ludwik...

Her expression paused, but a chill crept up her otherwise warm cheeks.

What was he doing last night, calling back a whole day later?

She didn't even know how to react to this man anymore.

She didn't want to answer.

She was busy tracking her son's location, and by accident, she ended up declining the call.

But soon enough, he called again.

Whitney pressed her lips together. She didn't have time to talk to him now, so she silently switched her phone to mute.

She was following her son, and if she accidentally gave herself away, he might notice and alert their son to join forces.

The more she imagined, the angrier she got.

Whitney turned the steering wheel, noting that the location was moving east. She opened the map and discovered that east was where the city's neurology hospital was located.

She felt puzzled.

Could those little rascals be heading to the neurology hospital?

Suppressing her questions, Whitney drove in that direction.

Eventually, she found that the phone's location had indeed stopped at the neurology hospital.

Whitney pulled into the hospital parking lot, stepped out, and checked her phone tracker, seeing the target had stopped moving.