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
a needle, sharp and stinging, and Whitney silently wished
a little slower.
were quickly
the kitchen, leaving the warmth
was soon laden with a feast,
was lighting romantic candles, inviting Whitney
grand table sat only
of us for New Year’s, so dreary and quiet. Now, with Whitney and the baby on the way, we’re still few,
face beamed with joy.
expression stiffened, her inner turmoil whispering,
was their first New Year’s together, probably
table, his face as impassive as
a glass of wine, his long fingers swirling it before drinking it with icy
until Natalie nudged her son, “Don’t you have something to say to Whitney?”
with a napkin,
seat, her heart feeling locked in a box, suffocating.
about to say, what she had
his company trouble, United Realty Corporation, to face a significant loss, and he would not forgive
it, a
as if pricked by
box, the royal blue case sliding under the romantic candlelight to Whitney’s stunned
the table, looking down, his deep eyes fixed on her,
Confused, Whitney did.
ring that
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
“What exactly went wrong between us?
mocking, pained smile flickered in his
lip hard, fearing she would be overwhelmed by
a low whisper, “I don’t want it to end! Nor do I want to lose you. Take your time to consider wearing this ring. Give us one last chance. If you’re not wearing it tomorrow morning, I
seat, the man who always seemed
what had he just done?
Whitney’s heart trembled.
proposing to her.
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