Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 982

"But don’t you get involved, lest you end up at odds with Ashton and his brothers.

As a woman, it doesn’t matter to me. Ashton can’t do anything to me. After all, Elaine and I have a vendetta. What’s wrong with a little revenge on the side? He wouldn’t dare offend Ludwik just to come after me."

“You want to…” Parker squinted at her, pondering.

“Can’t let the troublemaker stay. Elaine starts something, I’ll finish it!” Whitney pressed her lips together.

He nodded, whether he takes care of it or Whitney does, it’s all the same. The main thing is that it’s taken care of, so they no longer have to put up with that woman!

"Here’s a number for you." He handed over a contact, "Used to do hits for the Doonan Group."

Whitney paused, murder was against the law, and she wasn’t as ruthless as Parker, nor did she want blood on her hands.

She didn’t go into details with Parker, taking the number and leaving the hospital.

First, she found out which hospital Ashton took Elaine to and the room number, then instructed Parker's man to make a move in the dead of night.

Whitney returned to her hotel, the night deep and dark. Weary, she sank into the bathtub, quietly pouring a glass of red wine, hoping to clear her head as she awaited the outcome.

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At TriMed Hospital in Banyan City.

At eleven at night, Elaine lay in her hospital bed, her expression cold and angry.

Ashton had left after she was checked into her room, saying he'd be back shortly.

Elaine thought he was doting on her, perhaps getting her dinner.

Instead, he sent a heartless text: "Elaine, now that you're settled, I'm leaving. There’s a card by your bed with $200,000, enough for you to cure your illness and start over.

Don't contact me again. Our debt is paid. If you need anything else, reach out to my secretary.

I'm a married man, as you know. I'm sorry."

Ha, so righteous, treating her like a plague!

Could it be Ashton no longer loved her?

Elaine panicked, touching her gaunt, pale face, no longer the elegant beauty she once was. Are men really such visual creatures?

Seeing her weak, has his decade-long affection waned?

Elaine sensed it; Ashton’s gaze no longer held pity, just an impatient yet obligatory sense of responsibility. His mind wandered, surely thinking of that wretch, Valerie!

No.

She must cling to Ashton’s heart. She needed this man as her stepping stone, she couldn’t let him cast her aside!

He left her here with $200,000, which wasn’t nearly enough. How could she be content living hand to mouth?

Thinking of Whitney and Parker, Elaine’s expression turned even colder.

Without Ashton's protection, she’d eventually be hunted down by Parker and his ilk. How could she survive?!

She needed to make Ashton turn back, to find a way to make him care.

Her eyes darted anxiously…

Just then, the dark hospital room door quietly opened.

Elaine startled. The room was devoid of nurses and unlit, chilling her to the bone when she heard the noise, her gaze sharply turning towards the door.