Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 607

Blood stained his features, making him appear devilishly enchanting as if the very essence of the ceremony were being tainted red.

Bryce's face was a mask of disbelief. How had Ludwik survived out there?

"Who is that guy?" someone among the guests burst out with curiosity.

"Ludwik..." Keegan muttered darkly from his wheelchair.

A wave of shock and awe swept through the crowd.

That was Ludwik? The acclaimed golden bachelor of Emperor City, the most revered man in Harmonia?

"Oh my God, that's Ludwik! I saw his photo when he returned to the Lippert family, looked like a movie star. But in person? He's even more handsome!"

"I thought Mr. Lutz, the groom, was quite the catch, but next to Ludwik, he's hardly in the running. There really is such a thing as the most eligible bachelor..."

"Would you keep quiet! The groom is right here," a lady hissed, pulling her daughter to silence.

"Did someone say Ludwik was the bride's ex-husband?"

The murmur of gossip reached Bryce, darkening his expression further.

Who could stand being compared on his own wedding day?

Bryce strode over to Whitney, pulling her close, shielding her.

Ludwik's gaze remained undeterred, fixed on Whitney, her radiant beauty accentuated by her stunning wedding dress, her skin fairer than snow, lips curved in a smile.

She was his woman.

Yet here she was, calmly holding Bryce's hand, hiding behind him as if he were some kind of monster.

A sharp pang of pain seared through Ludwik, his eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty chill.

"Whitney."

He called out to her, reaching out a hand while the other slowly moved to his side, his voice firm, "Come with me."

It was a blatant challenge, stepping on Bryce's dignity.

Bryce's face turned an ashen hue, but he was quicker, drawing a gun and aiming it at Ludwik's head.

His smile remained, though strained, "Security, turn off the cameras."

The sight of the gun sent a wave of panic through the guests.

Hunter's expression changed slightly, "Bryce! What are you doing?"

Bryce gritted his teeth, "What am I doing? It's clear for all to see. Someone's trying to steal my bride. I'm merely defending what's mine.

Ludwik, if you're here to offer your blessings, you're welcome.

But if you're here to ruin my wedding in Banyan City, then you're too late. Whitney is my lawful wife now!

Harass her, and you'll have me to deal with!"

Ludwik's gaze on Whitney didn't waver, her face showed disgust and coldness, hiding behind Bryce, silent.

She didn't even want to look at him.

A dark, hopeless gleam flashed in Ludwik's eyes, a cold laugh escaped him, "Wife?"

His voice was hoarse, laced with bitter laughter.

In a recently trending video, Bryce had called her "my wife," and she had blushed shyly.

Now, she seemed content.

Had she truly accepted Bryce in her heart?

No, once, she was his wife.

If only he hadn't trusted Elaine Bartels, leading to their divorce. He remembered the divorce papers he hadn't wanted to sign.