Chapter 44
Whitney’s cheeks were flushed with anger as she took several gulps of the drink.
L quirked a grin, asking. Tastes bad, huh?”
“Yes,” Whitney lied defiantly, although, in truth, it was not bad at all–he was quite the chef.
His brows arched quizzically, and he leaned closer, “Let me be the judge of that.
Instead of tasting from the glass, his lips found hers in a sudden kiss.
“Hey!” She protested, words muffled. How could he do this again? Whitney struggled, but his absence had clearly affected him, his kisses growing more fervent, Gradually, her resistance faded, her grip crumpling the
fabric of his shirt.
His back was a landscape of strength, which Whitney dared not touch as her cheeks blushed even deeper. Finally, he pulled away to catch his breath, looking at her intently. “Now, you can explain properly.”
How could he? After teasing her, he had the nerve to ask for an explanation?
Pushing him away, Whitney stood up, her voice tinged with annoyance. “There’s nothing to clarify. Mr. L, your personal phone line was answered by some other woman. That alone tells me all I need to know about you. We may be in a contract marriage, but while I won’t meddle in your colorful private life, don’t you dare flirt with me. Got it?”
The atmosphere in the room turned icy.
He stepped forward, his presence chilling. “Me? Colorful private life?”
“Isn’t that so?” Whitney went on, feeling a need for clarity. “Eight days ago, I called you in the afternoon, and a woman answered.”
Frowning, he pulled out his phone and shoved it into her hands. “Check for yourself,”
Whitney took the phone, surprised by his boldness. Guilty men would never hand over their phones so easily. yet he was utterly indifferent.
Feeling a bit awkward but determined not to lose face, Whitney scrolled through the call log.
Eight days back, she checked once, and the record was gone.
“You deleted it, Mr. L. Or
wall, his voice laced with mockery. “If I really had someone else, why would I hide it from you? Who do you think you are? Besides,
pain shot through
How dare he?
did she think she
hurt in her voice was palpable as she pushed him away. “You’re right. I’m nobody. I’m just
whispering with a mix of arrogance and tenderness, “And just so you know, I’m not interested in women… but if I had to choose, it would be you. You slept with me, and you have
blinked, slowly comprehending his
realization–was she the only one for
stammered, “Don’t talk nonsense to me. I don’t understand it anyone’s benefiting, it’s
you want to benefit, I’m at your service,” he
huffed, still upset about the mysterious phone
arms around her waist, his eyes gleaming with pleasure. “All this fuss over a phone call. You’re just jealous, aren’t you? I have to admit it’s quite fun to see
jealous. You can
He breathed out,
away, losing patience. “Can’t you ever stop, Mr. L?”
reveal some
asked, “Got
coldly, “Would I be injured if not for you?
applied the antiseptic and wrapped the wound with fresh bandages,
out of the blue, “Did
looked up, surprised he knew. “Are you offering
I look like I’m over it? Do I look
pouted, her own grievances still not addressed. He still had yet to
dear rival. He’s got the power, he seems interested
“Ludwik interested in you? Are
he’s a scoundrel at heart, a
lips thinned in displeasure. “And how would you make
and
a ladies‘ man like you would know best. We’re just in a business arrangement, you have no say
a mix of threat and amusement. “Ludwik wouldn’t give you a second glance, especially not
asked eagerly. He stood up abruptly, grabbing his coat. “Enough. You’ve caused enough trouble tonight. Just sleep here.” Whitney blurted, “And where will you go?
chambers for lovers to choose from, don’t I? I’ll just
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