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Chapter 242

    Chapter 242


    Ludwik was on the edge, teetering close to a breakdown, clinging to his newborn as his lifeline to


    sanity.


    Despite the fact that the little tyke had been in the incubator for what seemed like an eternity, facing


    life–threateningplications every other day, Ludwik had exhausted every medical avenue and


    refused to give up. He was there day in and day out as if possessed whilepletely ignoring Skyfaith


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    In such a state, ine felt as though she had be invisible, unable to even get close.


    And the idea of finding a chance to eliminate the bane of her existence wasughably far–fetched.


    Finally, after six months, the baby was out of the incubator. Ludwik, with his ragged beard and a touch


    of despair that made him all the more alluring, cracked a rare smile.


    But ine was still kept at arm’s length from the child.


    Ludwik took the baby to Natalie’s house, where he devoted his nights to solo parenting–nursing,


    changing diapers, never once asking for help.


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    ine, seeing no other way, gritted her teeth and shifted strategies. The baby was young, just a few


    months old. If she raised him as her own, surely he would call her ‘mom‘ someday. To avenge


    Whitney’s death and then have her child call her ‘mom‘ felt like a twisted form of victory.


    And it would certainly secure Ludwik’s heart.


    By adopting this approach, ine did indeed manage to earn a smidgen of trust and favor from the


    man. She finally felt she could tentatively reach for his heart, which had been sealed away for half a


    year.


    One night, after the weak child had finished his milk and fallen asleep, ine sought out Ludwik, who


    had retreated to his study to bury himself in work. She was determined to have a serious


    talk about their future.


    Ludwik was detached from everything, but the gentle ine approached, bashfully snuggling into his


    embrace, and whispered, “Ludwik, I can wait for you indefinitely, for a spot in your heart, but I worry. If


    you continue to shut yourself away, you’re only tormenting yourself.


    I can’t bear to see you hurt like this. Please, for Danny’s sake,e out of this. He needs a normal dad


    and a mom, aplete family. It’s time to let her go. She’s not worth your remembrance, not even your


    hatred. No mother could be that cruel…”


    “You worry too much,” Ludwik closed his file, his profile sharp and expression darkening.


    ine’s breath hitched, and in a bold move, she kissed his jawline, pleading with infatuated


    desperation, “If you still harbor hatred and seek revenge, wouldn’t the best way be to fall for another


    woman, to build a life and find happiness with her? Wouldn’t that be the cruelest


    15:12


    As if realization suddenly dawned on him, Ludwik’s enigmatic gazended on ine, who was


    undeniably beautiful. A sh of deep coldness crossed his features.


    ine’s lips trailed down along his skin to his throat as she whispered fervently. “I’m worth it. Ludwik. I


    deserve your attention.”


    “You’re right.” Ludwik murmured, closing his eyes, a mix of exhaustion and simmering resentment in


    his tone. He traced her lips, kissing her with a controlled intensity. “Not loving a good woman like you is


    a sickness, one I must cure. The best revenge is to fall for you. Let’s be a happy family of three. Take


    good care of Danny, ine. You’re his mother now.”


    His gaze was hooded as he kissed her, movements stiff yet unrelenting. ine, flushed with sess,


    knew the weight of his words. With her head held high, flushed with triumph, she thought Whitney must


    be turning in her grave.


    Defeated, two lives lost!


    Three yearster, abroad.


    Dawn was just breaking as a medical examination room in a medical academy buzzed with activity.


    The male doctor tapped the woman’s knees, saying, “Ms. Valentine, after three years, your chronic


    condition has finally improved, but remember, the after–effects are lifelong. You must avoid standing in


    the cold and soaking your legs in ice water, or you’ll suffer unbearable pain.”


    The woman, who had been deprived of sunlight for years, had a snow–white, breathtakingly beautiful


    face, her skin porcin smooth. She stood up, jumping lightly, her voice husky from permanent


    damage yet sultry. “I understand. And don’t forget, I’m your senior at this medical academy. It’s just that


    doctors can’t operate on themselves, so I needed you to help with the acupuncture.”


    “You’re stubborn. What’s the rush that you’re interrupting your treatment? You’re a miracle worker in


    our hospital. I heard you’re transferring your medical license back to Harmonia Country?”


    “I’ve got a patient back home,” she replied evasively, picking up her boxing gloves and heading for the


    rehab room.


    The doctor shook his head in resignation. Ms. Valentine had been on death’s door three years ago,


    right after childbirth. She had worked hard these past years, pushing the limits to climb the career


    At seven o’clock, Whitney returned to her vi.


    Torin was watering the nts. He was deaf and mute, but theymunicated through writing.


    15:12


    Whitney, carrying breakfast, dashed into the living room. Yael Tennyson signaled from the stairs, her


    slender figure exuding gentleness, “Whitney, Sammy’s still snoozing.”


    “That little sleepyhead.: Whitney chuckled, though her eyes betrayed her concern.


    Sammy had suffered an asthma attack the night before, only settling down at dawn.


    Whitney entered his tiny bedroom, where her son curled up in bed, his princely features and delicate


    frame at odds with his ruddy cheeks–a testament to her care.


    A flicker of coldness crossed her eyes, not wanting to recall how she had managed to nurse him to this


    state of health in thest three years.


    That fateful night, she had leaped into the sea, overwhelmed by bitterness, only to be saved by an


    unexpected rescuer.


    Later, when Bryce was released, he found Whitney, who had fled abroad. Then, he secretly helped her


    find her cousin Yael, both barely clinging to life, hiding out for three years.


    To treat both Sammy’s cold–induced asthma and her leg injuries, Whitney revisited traditional


    medicine,


    Fortuitously, Torin, a servant from her grandfather’s days and whom she had once sent Simon to find,


    had been overseas for a decade.


    In his possession were medical books left by Whitney’s mother, and by studying those books, Whitney


    became known as a miracle acupuncturist, gaining a modest reputation over the past three years.


    These memories seemed lengthy yet fleeting. Agony and struggle had be her constant


    bedfellows, keeping her awake night after night. Every time she closed her eyes, the memories of that


    fateful night yed out in excruciating detail. She needed time to gather her strength, to


    heal.


    But that despicable pair were out there, living it up, not granting her a moment’s respite!


    Today, they were preparing to celebrate their grand wedding. Yet in prison, her uncle, Keegan, was


    suddenly convicted of murder, his life sentence turned into a death sentence. Was this ine’s twisted


    version of a ‘wedding gift‘?


    Skye Gem Ltd., once a beacon of stability, was now adrift and on the auction block after three


    years.


    Tiana, humiliated and exposed by ine’s malicious leaking of photos, had brought the wrath of that


    despicable man down on the Melford family, leading to their social ostracism. After her disgrace, Tiana


    had a pregnancy no one had anticipated.


    In these three years, she had avoided all contact with others, but Bryce had ryed that Tiana was


    forced to give birth, the child now two years old.


    With each thought, Whitney’s hatred became impossible to conceal. The architect of all this chaos was


    none other than ine. How could she possibly let this woman go unpunished?


    15:12


    With each grievance, she vowed to settle with that despicable pair. It was time to return home.


    “Whitney, you have to find a way to save Dad from the death penalty,” Yael pleaded, his voice tinged


    with unease.


    “Of course, this trip back isn’t just about rescuing family and friends; it’s also about revenge!”


    Whitney squeezed her hand, her alluring eyes brimming with a chilling intent.
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