Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 155

Chapter 155

Ludwik’s tone was cool and emotionless, and Whitney could not comprehend his emotions.

Her heart raced as she jerked back, feeling like it might leap right out of her throat.

Why was he in the kitchen?

Ludwik eyed her suddenly downcast face, saying nothing as his long fingers covered her pale ones. He expertly took the spatula to sauté the morels in the pan, skillfully bringing the water to a boil.

Whitney was a mess of nerves, unable to comprehend why he would still want to be near her.

Trapped in his scorching embrace, unable to break free, she did not know how to escape.

“The water’s boiling,” he reminded her, his voice nasal, hinting at a cold.

“Oh,” Whitney replied stiffly, reaching for the pot.

The man assisted her, pouring out the water with ease.

Natalie’s silhouette lingered at the kitchen entrance, her laughter peeking through.

Turning her head, Whitney started to grasp what he meant.

Pretending to go along with it, she did not dodge him anymore, and he instructed, “Add just a bit of oil.”

She reached for the oil bottle, her pinky finger instinctively raised in a delicate and graceful manner, pouring just a little and waiting for his cue.

Ludwik squinted, watching her dainty, onion–like fingers, his husky voice commanding, “Pour more.”

“Add the morels,” he directed.

Whitney quickly scooped up the morel slices, her cooking skills obviously lacking.

The man enveloped her tiny hand with his, taking up the spatula.

Their bodies were so close in the warm kitchen that it gave Whitney a dizzying sensation as if the warmth inside her was returning.

But was this just a fleeting dream?

too, hence this last

sharp and stinging, and Whitney silently wished for time to

a little

the dishes were

of the kitchen, leaving

table was soon laden with a feast, cakes, pastries,

candles, inviting Whitney

the grand table sat only three

sighing, “It used to be just the two of us for New Year’s, so dreary and quiet.

face beamed

whispering, could their happiness really

their first New Year’s

the table, his face as

long fingers

nudged her

his lips with a napkin, his gaze coolly

seat, her heart feeling locked in a box, suffocating.

to

had caused his company trouble, United Realty Corporation, to face a

a clean break.

fingertips trembled slightly, as if pricked by

stood, towering over her, holding a small velvet box, the royal blue case sliding under the romantic

leaned against the table, looking down, his deep eyes fixed on her, “Open

Confused, Whitney did.

was a stunning diamond ring that

complex, grave tone, Ludwik said, “Whitney. Did you make a mistake in the bid on purpose? I won’t ask. I can forgive that error. If you thought your mistake would anger me, drive me away, and set me free with Elaine, you need not have bothered. I won’t

exactly went wrong between us? I don’t understand. It

mocking, pained smile flickered

lip hard, fearing she would be

it to end! Nor do I want to lose you. Take your time

seat,

had he just

Whitney’s heart trembled.

proposing to her.

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