Love beyond the mask (Whitney)

Chapter 121

On the other end of the phone, Yvonne and her daughter were a bundle of nerves. They had been shackl

ed in a desolate storage facility, and after the

goons had left, it took all their wits to make their way back to the Valentine Mansion Now Yvonne’s mind

was racing–the con was clear as day!

Stammering. Yvonne said, “Madam, we were kidnapped last night. They claimed you sent them. In a mo

ment of spite. I let it slip about how you got Whitney locked up. But then

they said it was not you who sent them. Could it have been Whitney? Was she fishing for information? W

e’ve been careless, Madam. Please, could you spare us from punishment over Monica’s competition.”

Elaine could not be bothered to listen to them anymore. Her face turned icy in a flash–

it had to be Whitney. She was not just fishing for information; she probably recorded everything.

These two dimwits!

Elaine squinted her eyes furiously, caught off guard by Whitney’s sleuthing–

she had discovered she was Yvonne’s secret backer.

And now she had Yvonne’s ‘confession.

If Ludwik heard those words….

Elaine clenched her fist tightly. If Whitney had dug this deep, what other evidence might she

hold?

Meanwhile, Ludwik was accompanying Whitney to her four–month prenatal check–up.

Masked and exuding a majestic aura, he undoubtedly drew the gazes of countless expectant mothers, o

utshining every other husband present.

Whitney lay on the examination bed, her cheeks flushed as the doctor lifted her shirt. Ludwik’s eyes linge

red on her slender waist, as smooth as a baby’s skin, befitting her high–society upbringing.

Such a delicate waist, thankfully complemented by a pleasing behind, otherwise, he would seriously worr

y about how the baby would make its grand entrance in five months.

Catching Whitney’s warning glare, Ludwik sobered his gaze, turning to look at the computer screen oppo

site

her

In a deep, mellow voice, he asked, “Doctor, when can she start showing?”

The female doctor chuckled at the first–

time father’s curiosity. “That’s something to ask your wife. She’s quite slim, and every woman’s body is di

fferent. She could benefit from some hearty meals.”

“Did you hear that? Don’t you dare keep your figure on purpose, refusing to eat more,” Ludwik chastised,

dissatisfied

Whitney was at a loss for words–she was not skimping on food; she just could not gain weight.

Whatever, it was not worth explaining to him.

“Madam, you should be able to feel the baby’s movements now, the doctor said, pressing on Whitney’s b

elly. “The baby is right here, swimming like a little fish. If you feel a

bubbling sensation, that’s the baby moving.”

Whitney touched her stomach, a bit slow on the uptake. She did not feel anything.

She shook her head, puzzled, and Ludwik impatiently moved his hand over. “Silly, let me try!”

His fingers, strong and elegant, rested just below her soft waist. Whitney’s skin blazed for a moment.

The doctor blushed and withdrew her hand.

Of course, Ludwik could not feel the

baby move, but he did not remove his hand, keeping it on Whitney’s stomach, his touch igniting a warmt

h in her. Pregnant women can be sensitive, and when Whitney saw him

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wing to it with his wat she mediately glared and bit her lip. “What are you doing? L, the baby’s gotten

bisten bia away Let the doctor is waiting”

Coly then did Ludwik turn sharply catching the doctors embarrassed flush. He snorted.

He got up gumpty.

After the ultrasound, Whitney was helped up and told to wait outside for the pictures.

She dutifully left noticing the examination room door closing behind her.

inside the room, Ludwik’s demeanor shifted from playful to serious. His eyes, dark and probing, were fixe

d on the ultrasound image on the computer–it showed two tiny beings.

The doctor’s expression grew solemn “Mr. Lippert, do we continue to show the single pregnancy ultrasou

nd to your wife, or do we reveal the twins?”

Ludwik’s brow furrowed.

Whitney was carrying twins, a fact discovered during a two–month check–up.

Initially, their marriage was just a contract, and Ludwik was guarded, worried that if they had twins, she m

ight want to take one away. Besides, he had his family to consider.

So, he had been lying to her letting her believe it was a single baby.

Now, with genuine feelings involved, revealing the truth seemed less straightforward.

“Forget it. When they’re born, it’ll be a surprise for her, Ludwik said, a low chuckle in his voice as the doct

or understood his wishes

Whitney received the single pregnancy ultrasound picture and scrutinized it–

so tiny. It was hard to tell if the baby resembled her or its father.

She tucked the image away, and just then, a message from Tiana popped up: [Yvonne and Monica calle

d Elaine’s assistant]

Tiana had been keeping tabs on the mother–daughter duo.

Whitney pressed her lips. This meant Elaine was now aware of Monica’s late–night ordeal.

She texted Tiana back: [Come to the hospital. It’s showtime.]

In the private ward, Felix was finalizing Mr. Lippert’s discharge papers.

The man had been hospitalized for a week and was eager to return to the office. He frowned at Whitney a

up.”

1 have a few things to take care of, then I’ll head back. Be home early tonight, I need to talk to you, L.”

Ludwik left without a second thought, with an important meeting on his afternoon agenda.

Once he was gone, Whitney calmly packed his things, and Tiana walked in, handing her a laptop case an

Together, they left the ward, and Tiana glanced around before speaking in a clear, moderate tone, “Banya This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“Aren’t you busy with work? Forget it.”

They conversed while stepping into the elevator and descending. Whitney then drove off to Banyan City P

Clearly, Whitney also suspected their involvement in her misfortune!

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In the hospital room, Whitney urged Ludwik to head home early, hinting she had something important to d

“Jaxon,” Elaine commanded icily, “I need two guys to intercept Whitney on her way there. And those docu

As Whitney approached the crossroads, her phone buzzed with a text from Tiana. [Did you set up the GP

bug? Whitney, I’m worried. This is too risky.]

[We don’t have enough to pin it on Elaine directly; we need to force her hand.] Whitney replied, her gaze s

At 4:30 PM, Ludwik was in a meeting at United Realty Corporation when his phone rang. Tiana’s voice wa

“Mr. L, Whitney’s been kidnapped!”

“What?” The tall man stood abruptly, his face draining of color, bewildered by the news.