Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 

“At first, I kept it from you because I didn’t want you to feel obliged to marry me out of some debt for saving your life. I have my pride. Then Whitney suddenly turned up, pregnant with your child, and I felt even less able to reveal the truth… I decided to let go of our connection, and out of jealousy. I wasn’t kind to Whitney. I deeply regret it now” she confessed, her voice a mix of remorse and vulnerability. 

“I never planned to tell you, even as I left Banyan City. But today, I’m scared that if I don’t come clean about this secret, I might die without ever having the chance.” 

Elaine edged closer to him, her eyes clear and pitifully earnest. Tve always loved you deeply. Four years ago, I rescued you without a second thought, and four years later, I donated a kidney to save Natalie. I did it all willingly, Ludwik. You don’t owe me anything I just hope you can feel the sincerity of my feelings, that would be enough for me to die without regrets.” 

Ludwik looked at her, his insides churning with emotion. 

He had searched the world for a girl who, it turned out, had always been by his side, silent and unnoticed. 

His eyes, swirling with deep emotion, landed on Elaine. It seemed she had always been sacrificing for him, 

always. 

Elaine watched him, touched and torn, her gaze softening at the memory of her life–saving act four years prior. 

She knew she had succeeded in her ruse. To present this half–truth, to masquerade as Whitney, she had rehearsed countless justifications. 

Perfect. He would believe her, especially now in his vulnerable state, and especially after she had donated a kidney to his mother 

This was the perfect timing her mother had spoken of! 

Elaine’s internal laughter was carefully concealed. 

“Mom?” Suddenly, a breathless, pale voice came from the doorway. 

Whitney, barely hanging on, had made her way here, and upon entering, she saw Ludwik embracing Elaine. 

Her brows furrowed in unease, her gaze involuntarily drifting to the other hospital bed–Natalie! 

Hearing the word “Mom,” Ludwik turned his icy, chiseled features slowly around. 

Whitney felt as if his gaze pierced and shattered her with its merciless cold 

Confused, she remembered the collective silence as she entered, the cold stares from Nolan and the others 

Starving and weak, Whitney had come straight to Banyan City after being rescued from the mountains. A visit to the police station revealed her uncle’s arrest. 

Then, rushing back to the villa, she was told by the security staff that Natalie was in the hosp 

hospital. 

But what on earth was happening here? Why was it so quiet? 

“Mom… How is she?” She wondered, thinking Ludwik must be furious about the kidnapping. 

She was ready to take his anger. She reassured herself firmly as she approached Natalie’s bedside. 

Suddenly, Ludwik’s heavy steps approached, and with one swift move, he pulled Whitney away, sending her tumbling to the floor! 

“Ludwik?” Whitney gasped in panic, her face whitening as she clutched her stomach, narrowly avoiding hitting the table’s edge. 

“You dare to show your face here, Whitney?” Elaine’s voice trembled with feigned weakness. “Do you realize that Natalie is now in a vegetative state?” 

A thunderous noise seemed to explode in Whitney’s head, a sharp pain stirring her thoughts into a blur. Tears welled up and fell unbidden as she scrambled up, shaking her head in denial, 

“It can’t be, it’s impossible… Nonsense! Just the other night, I treated her, and when I helped her escape, her breathing was steady, her pulse normal. It was you… Elainel You took her away by force, I knew you meant no good; how could you be so cruel?” 

“Who’s the cruel one?” Elaine’s voice was filled with feigned Indignation. “You and your uncle planned to harm Ludwik. That’s why you kidnapped Natalie! When I heard, I rushed to find her, but I arrived to see you holding her hostage, doing something to her stomach. She was spitting blood, Ludwik; I took a video at that moment. Take a look…” 

Elaine turned and fetched her phone, handing it to Ludwik. 

His hand was cold as ice as he took the phone: 

In the pitch–dark field, Whitney laid her mother down, lifting her clothes to insert needles into her stomach. Her mother suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood, her expression one of intense pain. 

The video stopped abruptly! 

Ludwik’s heart shattered like ice as he turned his chilling gaze on Whitney. 

She looked at Elaine incredulously. Elaine had been lying in wait before her appearance, secretly recording the video. 

But it was edited out of context! 

Whitney tried desperately to explain to Ludwik, “It’s a setup by Elaine. She only recorded a part on purpose. I was just giving Mom acupuncture; she said she had a pancreatic attack. I was helping her with the pain. After she spat the blood, she immediately felt better… 

Ludwik’s hand struck Whitney’s face with a slap. 

Whitney’s delicate face swelled red from the impact, and she stumbled back against the wall. 

Ludwik loomed over her, his presence like a shadowy cage, the chill from the depths of hell enveloping her. 

He looked at her, nodding with a bitter laugh, “You know acupuncture, so you claim to know medicine? Didn’t I ask you once before? How did you respond? You said you did not know. 

Hiding truths, lying expertly, I see it now. You’ve been lurking around me and my mother, seeking what? The Imperial Gem Corporation? If you couldn’t have it, you’d rather see everything destroyed. Didn’t my mother treat you well? She cherished you like her own. What did you do to her? 

Kidnapping her, so frail and pitiful, you give her acupuncture, and she just spits blood and gets better? Her kidneys have failed! Now she lies here, never to wake again. 

Viper, even that term doesn’t describe you! And you dare accuse Elaine? It was she who donated a kidney to save my mother’s life!”