"Knock it off, Whitney made it crystal clear, you're out of commission," Tiana scoffed, casting a disdainful glance at his trim, toned midsection...
"Like hell I can't fix this," Ludwik couldn't help but growl under his breath.
True, it wasn't fully healed, fluctuating between better and worse... But hadn't last night provided some relief?
Besides, why on earth was he wasting time here arguing with her bestie about whether he was up to snuff?
"Are you here to actually check on your bestie or what? If you're just gonna spout nonsense, you can leave."
"Wait!" Tiana suddenly remembered the real issue at hand and whipped out her laptop, "Damn, right after we left the Lutz family gathering last night, Bryce went straight to Twitter and posted this cryptic message. What's he trying to pull with this passive-aggressive move?"
Ludwik furrowed his brows as he took the laptop, sensing trouble.
Bryce was always scheming; this couldn't be good.
Bryce's tweet was a melodramatic saga accompanied by a selfie with his eyes bloodshot: "After battling through the business world, it's heartbreaking to keep losing in love. The night grows long, the tears have fallen, the whiskey's been drunk, yet I refuse to wake up.
To not acknowledge how deeply I've been betrayed.
Tell me, how much do you have to give just to get a sliver of response, a hint of respect from her?
Laugh if you must, but since we've been married, I've only held the hand of the one I love.
I don't know if this can even be called a marriage. How do I chase away the person in her heart? How do I make her truly mine?
I'm sorry, I lost control tonight.
I was wrong, my wife. I'll accept whatever punishment... No matter how you treat me, my love for you is undying."
The tweet exploded online within minutes, with countless comments speculating in the dead of night.
Firstly, Bryce's tweet was on his main account, typically reserved for Lutz Group announcements.
Secondly, the tweet was deleted within three minutes, but the speculation it sparked only grew.
Screenshots were shared, with concerned comments flooding in: "Mr. Lutz, have you been drinking?"
"Why so heartbroken? Did something happen with your wife?"
"Between the lines, Mr. Lutz speaks of unrequited love.
He mentioned a deep betrayal. Isn't his wife Whitney? Wasn't there a previous marriage for her? Could Mr. Lutz be insinuating Whitney had an affair?"
"It seems like it. Otherwise, why would a grown man drown his sorrows and have such red eyes? Poor Mr. Lutz."
"Let's be rational, folks. There's no evidence yet, don't jump to conclusions about his wife! Besides, Mr. Lutz deleted the post."
"But the deletion is the smoking gun! Whitney is definitely not the innocent type."
Ludwik's eyes darkened with fury, "The lowlife is playing dirty, stirring up drama."
Reading the comments, Tiana finally caught on, "This is just like some guy playing the victim. Acting all humble, subtly insinuating Whitney doesn't love him... Posting and then deleting to spark a debate. What's his endgame?"
"He's probably trying to bait a reaction, fearing we might call the cops, so he's playing the sympathy card online," Ludwik conjectured, his eyes narrowing with cold resolve, "He's probably got more tricks up his sleeve."
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