Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 382

Sammy slipped into the room, clutching the smartphone his mom had given him. The sight of a nurse standing by his grandmother's bedside caught him off guard.

Just moments ago, he had pretended to be his older brother, Danny, using every trick in the book to shoo away the security and medical staff on this floor. He did all this just to have a moment of privacy to connect his grandma with his mom via video call.

"Grandma..." The little guy sprinted over to her.

At the sight of her grandson, Natalie's expression changed. She struggled to rise from the bed, reaching out as if to warn him of some danger. Her mouth opened, but only a strained "No" escaped.

Yet, Sammy had already made his way to the other side of the bed, leaving Natalie with no choice but to fix her gaze on the 'nurse' and instinctively shield her grandson behind her.

"What's wrong, Grandma?" Sammy asked, puzzled by her odd behavior.

His eyes then shifted to the masked nurse. "Nurse, could you give us a moment alone? I need to talk to my grandma."

He pulled out the smartphone, ready to make the call the moment the nurse left. But the nurse didn't budge.

Frowning in confusion, Sammy took another look.

Natalie's grip on his hand tightened, trying to pull him back.

But her strength was failing.

Sammy, wise beyond his years, sensed something was amiss. Why wasn't this nurse moving? And why was she radiating such a cold aura, her eyes fixed on him in such a strange way?

"Nurse?" Sammy tried again, his voice rising in uncertainty.

But then it hit him. Something was very wrong.

With lightning speed, he darted towards the nurse, leaping onto the bed in an attempt to yank off her mask. "You're not a nurse! Who are you?!"

"You little nuisance!" The woman, Elaine, snarled, her voice dropping as she shoved Sammy to the floor.

"Ah..." Natalie screamed.

Elaine quickly covered her mouth, her eyes darting to the door as Sammy struggled to his feet, blood trickling from his forehead.

Natalie, frantic and heartbroken, urged him to cry out for help with her eyes.

But Sammy didn't run. He'd already sent the hospital's security on a wild chase to get in, leaving him without immediate backup.

He decided to stand his ground.

"This woman... Elaine, it's you, isn't it?" Sammy's voice was filled with accusation. "You're here to hurt Grandma! Mom was right about you!"

As he spoke, Sammy charged at her, using every bit of his self-taught fighting skills, hurling anything within reach and biting whenever he could.