Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197

As the hospital’s surveillance mysteriously gone, Ludwik’s sharp gaze met Elaine’s. “You know, the night I had that hysterical episode, you cured my insomnia. I slept like a log and was clear-headed the next day. But last week in Amoria Country, you seemed to lose your touch. And there’s something odd-next to Whitney, I always drift off without a hitch. Why is that?”

Elaine’s heart skipped a beat. That night, it was Whitney by his side. Was he suggesting that with Whitney present, he could sleep again?

Damn it.

Perhaps it was because Whitney had once saved Ludwik four years ago, creating a dependency in him for her presence to sleep.

Ludwik rubbed his brow. “I don’t mean anything by it, just that your treatments for me are hit or miss.”

“Ludwik!” Elaine’s hand tightened within her sleeve, feigning calmness with a pained expression. “You’re being unfair. Insomnia is a global puzzle that remains unsolved. I’m glad I can sometimes help you find rest. If not, it might be due to your mood that day. I’m looking into your insomnia, you mentioned Whitney helps you sleep, right?”

His eyes shifted as he nodded. It was indeed peculiar, Whitney wasn’t the girl who had saved him four years ago. Elaine was, yet he didn’t seem to have the same instinctual reliance on her.

Watching his eyes change, Elaine felt a chill. With veiled meaning, she said, “Remember, Ludwik, Whitney came to you with a purpose. She’s got to find ways to endear herself to you, earn your trust. What if she’s using some method to make you sleep?”

Ludwik froze on her words.

Elaine quickly added, “She claimed to be skilled in acupuncture, didn’t she? You don’t know, but there are some dubious practices in traditional medicine-techniques I would never use on you. But her?

That’s not so certain.”

She insinuated, “I’m not speculating maliciously, but if she can stoop to taking photos to humiliate me, think about it, is she really that innocent?”

She purposely brought up the photo incident, knowing Ludwik was aware of Whitney’s wrongdoing. His expression darkened. “You said you wanted to observe my hysteria, but Whitney’s been medicating me. Seems to help a bit,” he admitted.

Elaine’s heart clenched, but she maintained a composed, bitter smile. “If you find her medicine helpful, that’s good to hear. Each person’s treatments differ. Maybe you can show it to me? I suspect it’s something to boost vitality.”

She inwardly scorned, Whitney’s medicine was nothing but a supplement.

Ludwik, not versed in medicine, shook his head. “I’ve already taken today’s dose.”

Elaine cursed inwardly, knowing she needed to get her hands on Whitney’s formula soon.

Now, Ludwik seemed to doubt whether it was Elaine who had saved him that night, as she couldn’t cure his insomnia.

She had to play her card. “Ludwik, I saved you four years ago. I am confident about your condition. Whether Whitney stumbled upon something useful is up for debate.”

Remembering the past, Ludwik’s eyes softened. Elaine had saved his life; he shouldn’t doubt her. Whitney’s medicine might just be a boost after all.

He changed the subject. “You should eat first.”

“Given the injustice you just accused me of, I’d like you to feed me.” Elaine’s relief was palpable as she cooed shyly. Her wrist feigned weakness.

Understanding her frailty, Ludwik didn’t refuse. He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and passed it gently to her.

Leaning in, Elaine’s lips parted invitingly. She intentionally let a drop spill on her lips, “Oops… I made a mess.”

Ludwik turned to grab a wet wipe, but Elaine caught his thumb, drawing it to her lips in an intimate

gesture.

He stiffened.

Elaine stuck out her tongue innocently, “Sorry, Ludwik! Growing up by my mother’s side, I got used to this. I forgot about your need for cleanliness.”

He assumed it wasn’t intentional, leaned in to clean her up, his voice low and cool, “It’s okay, I’ve got

it.”

Their bodies awkwardly close, and Ludwik’s towering presence almost enveloped her.