Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200

After asking for the favor, Whitney finally relaxed and picked up the menu to order, “So, Mr. Lutz, what will you have?”

“Call me Bryce, would that be okay?” His smooth voice carried a warmth with it.

Whitney paused, looked up, and met his gentle gaze. With a resigned smile, she said, “Bryce, it’s my treat.*

The man chuckled, “Alright. But you haven’t answer my question yet.”

Whitney was speechless, and quickly turned to place their order.

But Bryce wasn’t one to let her deflect the topic easily. He caught the sleeve of her blouse and sighed deeply, “With your frequent hospital visits, the baby’s at risk. You can’t keep bending backwards for him to torment you. I hope you’ll seriously consider your future, and the child’s.”

“I mean every word. I’m waiting for you, and I want to be with you, pregnant or not. Just give me a chance.”

“What kind of chance? The chance of swooping in on someone else’s wife?” A mocking voice interrupted them, and Ludwik loomed over the table, casting a shadow over Whitney.

She looked up sharply as Ludwik kicked back a chair and sat down uninvited.

He smirked at Bryce, his natural air of authority palpable.

The two men were evenly matched, but the women nearby couldn’t help but give Ludwik, with his sharp edges and dominant presence, more attention.

Unruffled by the sarcasm, Bryce met his gaze evenly and with a smile suggested, “Mr. Lippert, there are plenty of empty tables around. Why squeeze in with us?”

“Us?” Ludwik chuckled darkly, “Is there an ‘us’ between you two?”

His biting words clenched Whitney’s fists, a numb pain at her heart.

Bryce gave her a reassuring glance and coolly retorted, “Mr. Lippert, no need to be so aggressive. Since you’ve moved on to someone else, let Whitney go. That Elaine who was with you the other day seemed quite a match for you.”

He added with a hint of irony, “As I understand it, you’re engaged to Elaine at the end of the month, aren’t you?”

Ludwik’s eyes danced mockingly to Whitney, “Eager to share the news with your new lover?”

“Ludwik, mind your language.” Whitney took a deep breath, barely containing her frustration as she clarified, “Bryce and I are completely innocent!”

“Wearing his shirt, meeting up eagerly before the ink is dry on the divorce papers – how innocent can you be? Can you get any more hypocritical?”

She closed her eyes tightly, feeling bitter and powerless.

“Mr. Lippert, she had to change into a new shirt at the summit because you neglected her, and she, being pregnant, had an accident. Also, she didn’t tell me anything. I simply learned you were getting

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a divorce and decided to find out more because I plan to pursue her,” Bryce explained with a chill in his volce..

An accident? Ludwik’s eyes darkened dangerously at the thought of such intimate details witnessed by Bryce. His forehead veinis bulged as he glared at Whitney.

Whitney, oblivious to why his gaze had turned so terrifying, suddenly found herself yanked from her seat and pulled into his cold embrace.

He pinched her chin, and Bryce’s demeanor changed as he caught Whitney’s other hand, his eyes flashing with danger, “Mr. Lippert, what do you think you’re doing in broad daylight?”

“I’m getting intimate to my own woman. What’s it to you?”

“Bryce wants to pursue her? She’s not divorced yet; you can only watch what I choose to do.”

Ludwik’s eyes flared, and without hesitation, he captured Whitney’s lips in a deep, possessive kiss.

Whitney froze, desperately trying to pull away. “Ludwik! No… you shouldn’t…”

They were in the middle of a bustling diner, and her protests drew countless eyes. Humiliated, she was pinned against the table, her movements uncooperative, her gaze flicking toward Bryce.

Enraged by her resistance, Ludwik growled against her lips, “You better be careful. Until the divorce is final, you’re mine!”

“Ludwik, enough! I refuse to play these tiresome games with you.”

Whitney stared at his handsome lips, recalling the hospital scene, wondering if he had already been intimate with Elaine in the dark of the cinema. Her heart filled with revulsion.

The more she resisted, the more Ludwik saw it as a sign of her concern for Bryce’s opinion.

Ludwik tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her closer.