Love beyond the mask (Whitney)



Bryce heard the helicopter too, immediately tightening his grip on Whitney's hand. Unlike her restless demeanor, Bryce seemed composed, a shadow of determination flitting across his soft features as he pulled her into his embrace, a cold smirk playing on his lips. "Whitney, don't worry!

The moment I knew he'd come, I stationed guards on every corner, three layers deep outside the hotel. Ludwik wouldn't stand a chance of getting in. Banyan City is the Lutz family's turf. If he dares to barge in, he'll leave in a body bag.

And I don't believe for a second he'd have the guts to snatch my wife in front of all these people!

What's Ludwik to us, anyway? Would he really tarnish the Lippert family's reputation like that? We've got reporters broadcasting our wedding live!" Whitney's lips quivered, sealing shut. Others might not understand Ludwik, but she did.

She'd seen him at his craziest, knew of the obsession that ruled his heart, uncertain of what lengths he might go to.

The wedding was about to start, and she could save Sammy. She wasn't willing to take any risks.

"Bryce, let's leave the ceremony for now. I don't want to see him. We can have the ceremony later," Whitney suggested, a cloud of worry shadowing her brow.

Bryce gave her a complex look. "Don't worry too much. Let's go toast our elders first."

He was well aware of Ludwik's capabilities and, although doubtful Ludwik could get past the security, now wasn't the time for a direct confrontation, especially with no word yet from Wade Patrick...

Ludwik stepped down from the helicopter.

Parker was on the phone, "Ludwik, haven't you reached yet?

Just don't go... Bryce made the wedding a grand affair. Photos and videos from the venue are all over the inte.

They've got a bunch of reporters covering it live, every social media platform and trending search is filled with news of Whitney's wedding,

Check the trending news if you don't believe me.

Bryce did this on purpose. With so many reporters there, I'm worried Jason will spot you first.

If you cause a scene at the wedding, it'll kill your father.

And as the leading family, the Lipperts won't tolerate you tarnishing their reputation, right?

Your every move affects the Lippert Group's reputation in Harmonia Country..."

Beep beep-

The line went dead.

Ludwik had hung up!

Parker let out a breath, sensing things were going to take a turn for the worse, his brow furrowed in worry. Natalie beside him was pale as a sheet.

Ludwik, phone in hand, stood under the helicopter, the clear sky and the morning sun painfully bright.

His mind was blank, his fingers stiff as if frozen, yet he couldn't help but check the trending news on his phone.

Without even searching, Whitney and Bryce's wedding news was buzzing with discussion.

Photos of her in her wedding dress, standing at the hotel lobby holding a bouquet, ready to walk towards Bryce, were everywhere.

The video played the solemn wedding march... she looked as beautiful as a swan, her eyes still bright and proud, but now filled with a tender, loving smile.

Ludwik saw a peaceful, happy future in her eyes.

How could she, marry another man and find happiness?!

The curve of her smile was so enticing.

He'd always known she was beautiful. From the moment they met three years ago, he knew, which is why he wanted her to bear his child, thinking her genes were exceptional, even if she was a Tennyson. He'd rather wear a mask than deal with her troubles.

Hah...

It felt like just yesterday.

And now she was about to become someone else's bride!

He couldn't bear the thought of her pledging her vows to Bryce, saying, "I do."

Just the thought was enough to shatter Ludwik's heart into pieces.noveldrama

This pain was almost suffocating, a memory he thought he'd never forget.

It couldn't happen.

She couldn't marry.

His woman, he would never let her belong to someone else.

If Bryce dared to have her, he'd make his life a living hell!

"Ludwik!" Ashton Fuller beside him said, "Why put yourself through this?"

Ludwik bent over, coughing out a dark, blood-tinged sputum, veins on his forehead popping out, he looked up, his deep-set eyes filled with a deadly calm.

Like a demon from hell, he silently observed the wedding hotel before him.

His knuckles cracked as he beckoned, "Ashton, no matter how many guards are inside, we storm in. We have to stop her!"

Ashton cautioned, "Just beware of the ambush Bryce might have set for you!"

Inside the banquet hall.

Whitney walked towards Bryce, and when Keegan handed her hand over to Bryce, she whispered, "Bryce, let's make the officiant hurry. Then I'll take Danny and leave the banquet hall first."

Bryce narrowed his eyes, "I've deployed over sixty bodyguards. If Ludwik hasn't made it in, it means he can't.

But if you're worried, let's speed up the ceremony."

Whitney looked towards Tiana, "Tiana, where's Danny?"

Tiana, dressed as a bridesmaid, pointed, "Danny was looking for you in a hurry just now. I had Valerie take him, to avoid him getting hurt in the crowd."

Whitney nodded, but suddenly, the grand doors of the banquet hall fell silent!

A tall and imposing figure strode in, his pace neither hurried nor slow, carrying a terrifying rhythm.

The man had an undeniably handsome face that would make anyone stop and stare.

Dressed in a sleek black suit with a crisp white shirt, the man's attire was formal, his jacket slightly creased, hinting at his powerful physique.

Even with his hair falling over his eyes in his haste, his noble and icy demeanor could not be concealed.

The man's formidable presence seemed to freeze over the entire room, an unmistakable aura of dominance.

The wind outside billowed his shirt

while the Windsor knot at his collar

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stayed immaculately in place, framing his face, which seemed to have emerged from the depths of hell. Ludwik's eyes were filled with a surge of blood, slowly overflowing, his expression eerily calm.

The guests in the hall gasped, feeling the temperature drop sharply.

Tiana, in a state of panic, touched her forehead. It was inevitable, Ludwik had arrived!

She quickly nudged Whitney's arm, trembling, "Whitney, it's too late! It's him, he's here..."

Whitney, slow to react, turned her head, her peripheral vision cutting through the sea of people to the man standing at the entrance.

He was silhouetted against the backlight, his figure blurred like a demon, steadily advancing towards her and Bryce.

His dark gaze, eerily calm, was firmly fixed on her.

Whitney noticed the blood dripping steadily from the waist of his crisp white shirt.

Her hands began to tremble uncontrollably. This madman... despite the sixty or so bouncers, he had still managed to force his way in!