Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 724

"Is Audrey pregnant?" Whitney asked, raising an eyebrow inquisitively.

"Yeah, just found out."

Audrey's expression was shy, a clear sign of her happiness.

"And Mr. Lutz is okay with you working through your pregnancy?"

"Maybe it's because I'm more considerate and competent," Audrey replied, not without a hint of pride.

Whitney offered a serene smile, "Doesn't your husband mind you working so hard?"

Audrey's face stiffened momentarily before she said with deliberate nonchalance, "I'm not married yet. This baby is my boyfriend's."

"Oh, bring your boyfriend next time. We should all grab dinner together, you, me, Bryce," Whitney suggested, seemingly out of politeness.

Yet, Audrey felt an underlying pressure in her words, unsure if Whitney was hinting at something.

Hiding her sarcasm, Audrey hinted, "Oh, you'll meet my boyfriend sooner or later, Ms. Valentine."

"Alright, I'm tired. Won’t keep you for tea then," Whitney replied coolly.

As Audrey turned to leave, she caught a glimpse of Whitney entering Bryce's bedroom, a smirk of mockery crossing her face. She wondered how Whitney would react when she discovers the truth about that bed, which Audrey was so tired of.

Unfortunately, Audrey's attempt to stir suspicion between Tiana and Bryce had been thwarted by Bryce himself, who had acted preemptively.

With a flicker of fear in her eyes for Bryce, Audrey's thoughts were dark.

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By 7 PM, Bryce was back home, his gaze falling on the graceful figure bustling in the kitchen. His eyes flashed with irritation and regret.

Having Whitney move in was a victory, but now he couldn't touch her.

His men had failed to track down the mysterious masked man, leaving Bryce wary of making any moves.

Yet, with Audrey and Florence alternating in meeting his needs, he felt no rush. Especially Florence, whose frail demeanor belied her inventiveness, offering pleasure without even sharing a bed. "Seems she played the role of the sickly for pity before," Bryce mused.

"Bryce, you're back," Whitney called from the kitchen, her surprise evident upon seeing him. As she served dinner, she realized this marked the beginning of their true marital life.

Adjusting her emotions, she smiled, "Come on, wash up. What are you waiting for?"

"It feels surreal, coming home to you. I'm too happy," Bryce confessed, taking her hand. "I've waited too long for this. It's like a dream."