Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 85

Nonetheless, Ludwik’s heart was still rather cold.

"You're off the hook now, Carter might not want to cross you," he snorted with feigned indifference.

"I won't admit to something I didn't do. I know you're a business tycoon who looks down on female entrepreneurs, but I do have my principles. Believe it or not, that's up to you," Whitney said with a light smile, her lips brightened by the warmth of the heater, looking quite fetching. Ludwik's gaze darkened with longing for that pretty mouth.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he spoke with a chilling tone, laced with biting sarcasm, "Congratulations, getting nabbed was supposed to land you life behind bars. Who was blind enough to bail you out? Your husband?"

Whitney flinched, life imprisonment? She muttered, "My friend said it would be just over a decade, tops."

"Ignorant," he scoffed arrogantly, "Billions in counterfeit diamonds, and the Lutz family pressing charges—did you really think they'd settle for anything less than life? They wouldn't bother otherwise."

Whitney felt her blood run cold.

With a thin smile, he taunted, "Scared now? Do you actually think that ex of yours could save you? Hunter's temper is explosive, and Wyatt is slick as they come. Would he really attract hatred for someone like you? If you're blind, perhaps it's time to wash your eyes out."

She sat there stunned, shocked by his furious words.

But his reminder made her think. Wyatt was indeed cunning and would not curry favor with the Lutz family over a few words from Simon, a love child.

That day, Tiana also mentioned Simon being inconsequential, but she had not seen anyone else but Simon.

"Mr. Lippert, perhaps you're privy to what happened that night? Then tell me, who saved me?"

Ludwik felt his blood boil with irritation, his handsome face framed with a frosty sneer, "Apart from a husband saving his wife, who else saves someone else's wife? Because you’re pretty?"

Whitney's face stiffened slightly, she had considered it, but L never mentioned saving her, bursting in only to fight and berate her.

Her face showed hurt, eyes brimming with unshed tears.

Ludwik knew he had been somewhat...harsh that night.

He just would not admit it. And this stubborn little mule would not back down either.

So, the cold war lasted until today.

Now, assuming the role of 'Ludwik', he explained awkwardly, "If your husband is mad at you, did you ever stop to think why? Maybe he dropped everything to save you, went through all that trouble, and what does he see? An ungrateful woman not only failing to recognize her savior but also tangled up with her ex. How do you think he feels? Isn't it natural for him to lash out at you?"

His blunt guidance made Whitney stiffen again.

Thinking back to the heated argument that night, she was so furious she was not thinking straight. When L charged in, she was thanking Simon.

And when her anger peaked, she sarcastically accused L of being too busy to answer his phone.

If it was L who saved her, would that not mean he completely misunderstood her? No wonder he was so angry with her.

Her delicate fingers twisted in self-reproach, her face paling.

He watched with a touch of satisfaction. Had she finally realized her mistake?

Ludwik's eyes softened a bit.

But the next moment, she bit her lip defiantly, looking up to challenge him, "Even if he misunderstood, he had no right to berate me without knowing the facts. Does he have any idea how much I've suffered?"

Ludwik frowned, "Suffered, how?"

It was just a scare, was it not?

Tears glittered in Whitney's eyes, and even though he was a stranger to her, she felt an overwhelming sense of injustice. She rolled up her sleeve, revealing the bruising, "I was beaten in the holding cell, and even my child was in danger. But you men are all the same, only caring about your pride and jealousy. He didn't even see my injuries, just mocked me for being just fine."

What?

His pupils dilated, and he saw the deep bruises on her delicate wrists. She had been beaten in jail?

Why had no one told him?