Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 346

"Ludwik, you're back! Danny and I were just having dinner. I'll get you a plate!"

Ludwik's gaze, however, was fixed on his son. "Danny, what's wrong?"

"My throat hurts," the little guy managed to say, speaking with difficulty.

The man suddenly turned to Elaine. "What did you give him to eat?" His tone was cold.

Elaine blinked, taken aback, and pointed to the dining table with a hint of grievance. "We were just having some grilled salmon, Danny loves it."

Ludwik glanced at the fish on the table.

Then, noticing the empty plate beside Danny's bowl that was meant for bones, his lips thinned in slight disapproval as he glanced at Elaine. "You didn't check the salmon for bones? He could've easily choked!"

"Cough, cough..." Danny's discomfort grew as he began to cough more.

Elaine paused, her eyes fixed on the boy's reaction, and hurriedly explained, "But salmon has fewer bones, and I made sure to give Danny a whole piece, Ludwik."

"Fewer bones doesn't mean none. How could you be so careless? And the thickest parts are the least tender; the belly is what's best for children."

Ludwik frowned, remembering a night at Whitney's place where she had also prepared salmon.

That woman had carefully picked through the belly meat, removing even the tiniest bones.

She was so cautious she'd nearly chew the food herself before giving it to the child.

Comparing the two, it was clear Elaine lacked patience and tenderness with the child.

He had always been careful when feeding the child fish, meticulously picking it apart. Hadn't she learned anything in three years?

He hadn't noticed Elaine's carelessness before, but compared to Whitney, it was clear who the child's biological mother was.

Seeing Ludwik's expression turn colder, Elaine bit her lip, softly explaining, "Ludwik, I was just a bit careless. I've been cooking for so long, I got a bit tired."

She hoped he would understand.

That's when Daniel chimed in with a weak voice, "Yeah, she was tired, so she ate all the belly meat herself."

Elaine turned a shade of beet red, the little traitor.

Ludwik's brows furrowed deeper. "Enough, Elaine. Don't cook for the child anymore. Your carelessness has caused him harm this time; what about next time?"

Elaine, her eyes welling up, tried to explain, "Ludwik, it was an accident. If I cook more often and take care of Danny, I'll get used to it."

"But a child isn't a tool for you to practice with. Many dangers lie in the smallest details! Clearly, you're not his mother."

Ludwik's aura darkened, his words cuttingly sharp.

He didn't care about her feelings as he picked up his son and strode outside. "Felix, get the car. We're going to the children's hospital."

Daniel, resting on his father's shoulder, stuck his tongue out at Elaine as they left.