Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 691

"Whitney..." Ludwik's voice was low and somber, his breathing heavy as he gripped his phone tighter, "You saw everything, didn't you?"

Whitney's cheeks burned with an awkward flush. She wished she could say she hadn't.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she steeled herself, "Look... as a doctor, I don't have any other thoughts about it. And it wasn't my fault, so why are you asking me?"

Ludwik felt a pang of pain in his heart.

She was so calm about it, distancing herself since it wasn't her doing.

"Right, I'm not blaming you." His voice was restrained, his thin lips barely moving, "Since you know, I guess I don't have a place in your life anymore."

Whitney was surprised, knowing his usual temperament, he'd never let her go easily.

Could it really be that bad... Had his fiery spirit softened?

She wanted to ask how he ended up like this, if someone in the detention center had targeted him.

But she bit her tongue, fearing he might think she cared.

And wouldn't that just be rubbing salt in his wounds?

"Whitney, I didn't call to cause trouble. I actually wanted to warn you... Do you know who was behind my injury?"

"You mean Bryce?" Whitney blurted out, her voice cooling slightly.

Ludwik paused, his words stuck in his throat.

Perhaps the boy who cried wolf had been too many, and she simply didn't believe him anymore.

He knew the more he tried to warn her, the more she'd suspect him of sowing discord.

But he believed the truth would come out eventually.

Ludwik smirked bitterly, "Whether it's him or not, the heavens will see. I know you'll doubt whatever I say, so let's leave it at that. I'll handle my own issues.

I just wanted to say thank you...

Goodbye, Whitney, I won't bother you anymore."

After he hung up, Whitney stood there, lost in thought, the dial tone echoing in her ear. A complex emotion flickered through her heart.

His goodbye, his promise not to disturb her again, it was so unlike Ludwik.

And his voice, so filled with a heart-wrenching softness, unsettled her.

She was used to his arrogance, his domineering presence. His sudden change, his bitterness, his seeming neglect for his well-being...

Even if she resented him, she didn't want to see him continue like this.

After all, in her son's eyes, he was an indomitable figure.

Holding her arms, Whitney made a decision. She called, "Tiana, are you home? Can you bring Danny over to my office? I need to see him."

"What about Sammy?" Tiana asked.

Thinking it over, Whitney realized Sammy wouldn't be the right choice for this.

"Just Danny is fine."

"Alright then."

After hanging up, Whitney grabbed her coat and headed straight to the nearest top-tier hospital, specifically to the andrology department.

She quickly picked a doctor and got his contact info.

Then, at the pharmacy, she personally picked out some herbal medicines that fit the diagnosis.

Back at her office, Danny was already waiting, legs swinging on the sofa.